I packed up my two-door Ford He don't love me anymore I made a phone call home and now I'm on my way And I cursed his name down 65 I need new brakes, and need new tires And hell, I'm tired Who's it gonna be? We're both leaving Tennessee 2 years down the drain, 200,000 on the gauge A broken taillight, a broken heart How'd we even get this far? I'm fighting back the tears running on E Who's gonna break down first, this Mustang or me? I stopped for gas and cigarettes Hoods blowing smoke, I'm smoking reds A stranger asked if I was okay Laughed it off said, "Nah, what gave it away? Was it the leaking oil or the lonely on my face?" Who's it gonna be? We're both leaving Tennessee 2 years down the drain, 200,000 on the gauge A broken taillight, a broken heart How'd we even get this far? I'm fighting back the tears running on E Who's gonna break down first, this Mustang or me? One hour to go, it's getting late I'm flying down the interstate I thought that I was gonna make it home But I heard our song on the radio Who's it gonna be? I'd put all my money on me 2 years down the drain, 200,000 on the gauge A broken taillight, a broken heart How'd we even get this far? Fighting back the tears running on E Who's gonna break down first? Who's gonna break down first, this Mustang or me?