The road is straight and narrow   Her heart's in overdrive as she flies away   High away from the ground   Her eyes are black and empty   And the nights are all the same   Has she lost control, sells her soul   For a ticket to the candy store   Caught inside the devil's open door      Highway to the morning sun she rides   White lightning controls her every stride   Highway to the morning sun she rides   All the way to the gates of hell she flies   Another downhill racer      4 AM comes knocking   She'll find a sleazy boy with a wired eye   To keep her high on his cloud   She'll spread her wings for savior and feed her tired heart   But it doesn't last, it goes so fast   And she's running to the candy store   Caught inside the devil's revolving door      Highway to the morning sun she rides   White lightning controls her every stride   Highway to the morning sun she rides   All the way to the gates of hell she slides   Another downhill racer   Downhill racer   Downhill racer      Can she turn around and face the light   Will she ever make it home tonight      Highway to the morning sun she rides   White lightning controls her every stride   Highway to the morning sun she rides   All the way to the gates of hell she slides   Another downhill racer   Downhill racer   Downhill racer   Downhill racer   Downhill racer