My bags are packed from the day I was born, I knew there was something I was living for. I found my place in a runaway car and I never looked back, never looked back. I never was much for falling in line, had a long time firing this heart of mine. I may look crazy in mama's eyes but I don't mind. It could be a dead end road, I could be chasing down a broken dream. But I don't need to know just where this thing is gonna lead, it's a mystery. Oh, it ain't like the trip, no, it don't get better than this. No, it don't get better than this, no. I kinda like it when I walk out the door not knowing what the good Lord's got in store. There's a freedom in believing there's something more and one more chance, one more day to say what I need to say. It could be a dead end road, I could be chasing down a broken dream. But I don't need to know just where this thing is gonna lead, it's a mystery. Oh, it ain't like the trip, no, it don't get better than this. Getting by, I'm just a little sleepy. Coffee cups, learning through the downs, living for the ups. All I know is that I feel alive and it's a real good life. Could be a dead end road, but it's the only life I've ever known. No matter where this goes, you know I wouldn't change a single thing. But I don't need to know just where this thing is gonna lead, it's a mystery. Oh, it ain't like the trip, no, it don't get better than this. It's a trip and it don't get better than this. Oh, no, it don't get better now. Hey! Yeah, yeah! Oh, oh, oh! Don't get better than this.