What I Miss Most

Saw your car today
Drivers seat empty and parked around back
How much is triggered by a simple thing
That red paint, the memory it brings

I still have my spare key
Unlocked the door; curiosity
But found not sign of your life with me

Wonder how it'd make you feel
If I were to reveal
How cold and strange it is to grip
Another steering wheel

Bet you thought my secret would be
How it's hard to sleep without you next to me
But I find, even if I dig way inside
That I miss that damn Jeep more than you

I packed up and left all my things behind
Threw my old life and pictures aside
It had been over for months but was hard to admit
We had invested a lot, I just couldn't quit
Until you proved what a true ass you are
I filled a suitcase and got away far

I looked back just once
To catch a last glimpse
Of the four-wheel drive I knew I would miss
My two door with sunroof is no substitute
I miss that Jeep Wrangler more than you