The title was provided by a friend who challenged me to write the song, thanks Frank!
lyrics
I don't know what I did that was so wrong.
That dancing girl meant nothing, and it didn't last for long.
My darlin' always begged me to be honest… that’s a trap,
she packed up her bags, walked out the door and that was that.
So what? I'm only human, and I was drunk.
It may've been on purpose she left panties in my truck.
My true and faithful hound liked my darlin' more than me,
they drove off together, locked the house and took the key.
I ran to the garage to chase them down,
but where I park my car, there was nothing to be found.
I pulled up the app on my smarty pants phone,
and on it was a message got me cryin' all alone
This is me, you piece of shit, I'm your Tesla.
How could you have hurt that girl that left ya?
And I know you liked your truck the best,
so I'll be on the road all by myself.
that's how I found out...
My Tesla went to Tulsa, without me,
and I don't even know nobody there.
I'd Uber up to Oklahoma, but it's just no use,
it returned itself to the dealer in Catoosa.
I just got a refund in a text.
And my Tesla went to Tulsa, without me
My next ride is gonna be a stupid car
One that can’t tell all of cyber-space right where you are
Won’t send no-ti-fi-cations when it’s broke or out of fuel
And won’t make E-judgements ‘bout what or who I choose to do
I guess I gotta change all my locks
The ones my darlin’ bought talk to my phone and to my watch
They turn my lights and TV on, and used to start my car
and let my Darlin’ know when I was headed to the bar
Something’s gotta change and change quick
And that text will remind me just why I had to quit
I shared it via Bluetooth to a 'lectronic picture frame
Sits by my bed and buzzes to remind me of my shame
This is me, you piece of shit, I'm your Tesla.
How could you have hurt that girl that left ya?
And I know you liked your truck the best,
so I'll be on the road all by myself.
Yeah that's how I found out...
My Tesla went to Tulsa, without me,
and I don't even know nobody there.
I'd Uber up to Oklahoma, but it's just no use,
it returned itself to that dealer in Catoosa.
I just got a refund in a text.
And my Tesla went to Tulsa, without me
It drove there all by itself, no snack or nature breaks
Made it on just one charge
Darlin’ maybe I’da kept ya, if I lasted like my Tesla
I just got a refund in a text.
And my Tesla went to Tulsa, without me
My brother started writing songs and that was the spark that started me on my own songwriting course that would last the
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