West Of Texas (The Frustrators)

You know it seems like everytime I turn around I'm looking the other way. I don't know what it was about that place, but there was always people behind me. People kept stepping on my heels. So I see myself getting into my pickup truck, and there in the passenger seat, I see my dog staring at me with one eye. I don't turn right onto my street. I just keep driving and the world spins beneath my feet. Get me out of here, anywhere at all. Get me out of here, I don't care at all. I'm driving down highway ten. I look in my rearview mirror, there's that cop again. God knows how long he's been there. Don't want to get trapped inside my head. I remember everything they said. I want you all out of my brain. You won't drive me crazy. I'd rather drive myself insane. Get me out of here, anywhere at all. Get me out of here. I don't care at all. So I look again, and the cop is gone. Or is he in front of me now? I don't know. I can't be sure. So I pull off the road. I must've barrelled down that dirt trail ten or eleven miles into the desert before I ran out of gas. I stepped out of my truck into the blazing Texas heat, and I turned to see my dog puking out the last of my lunch. I was shit out of luck. So I reached into my survival skills, and realizaed I didn't have any. You now someone once told me you can suck water out of a rock. I don't know who told me that, but it doesn't work. I don't know how I got west of Texas. Get me out of here.