Can I Bunk With You? (Dear Sissy)

I have a half tank of gas
In this beat up Intrepid
And a pack of smokes
In my glovebox
That no one knows about

I have 300 dollars saved up
In a box under my bed.
It’s supposed to get me to Australia

You’re in New York
With your boyfriend who despises her
Almost as much as I do.
If I drive all night,
With my beat up Intrepid
And this Forever The Sickest Kids album
Keeping me awake,
So I can talk to you
I can be there by morning’s light

So Sissy,
In New York
If I drive all night,
Can I bunk with you?