Ninety-Nine Miles an Hour Fred Eaglesmith

There's static on the radio
Where the lightning breaks the sky
Makes it hard to sing-a-long
No matter how I try
And I saw you dancing across the skyline
Tonight with somebody new
And you were singing the songs to him
That I use to sing to you

And it's twenty-five miles an hour
The rain dancing off of the old window screen
I think I'm gonna miss you much more
Than you're ever gonna miss me
Even you're ever gonna miss me

I remember bright shiny lights
Two hearts burning on fire
Brand new shirts on Saturday nights
I love you's that never got tirеd
Quietly now, the tune gеts lower
The old fiddle broke it's string
Finally you don't like the songs anymore
And all you can change is the station

And it's sixty-five miles an hour
The rain dancing off of the old window screen
I think I'm gonna miss you much more
Than you're ever gonna miss me
Even you're ever gonna miss me