Off the Map (Clark Guy)

He's down a dead end road And he don't know where The right front tire Is gonna need some air Up around the bend Just a two pump place So he pulls in To get his bearings straight And he thumbs back Through his life The pages cut Just like a knife One by one He tears them out How he got this lost He don't know how In a nowhere town With a nowhere name He's nowhere closer to where he came from Dead sure no one's to blame He's just off the map again Well it starts to rain He's gonna wait it out Gonna rest his eyes Gonna face his doubts And he pours a drink In a paper cup He goes to sleep And he don't wake up In a nowhere town With a nowhere name He's nowhere closer to where he came from Dead sure no one's to blame He's just off the map In a nowhere town With a nowhere name He's nowhere closer to where he came from Dead sure no one's to blame He's just off the map