[00:01.116]Pulled over at midday
[00:02.939]The joker's still wet behind the ears
[00:06.457]You read off a novel of novice citations outside the
[00:10.950]service station,
[00:12.432]glue sets beneath our heels
[00:15.418]
[00:15.955]My baby's in Massachusetts
[00:19.306]And all this booze is useless
[00:21.699]Sunset, singing my scratched-out sighing souls to sleep
[00:29.460]And the cashier here is ruthless
[00:32.909]Jeanette, I wrote your name down
[00:35.678]But I'd hate that job as much as you do
[00:39.638]If I was stuck between
[00:42.227]Brunswick and Jefferson too
[00:44.741]
[00:45.498]Days like this, I miss listening to records
[00:48.345]Making Chili together,
[00:50.117]dirt roads and dead-and streets
[00:52.253]I tried sleeping at MJ without you last night,
[00:56.160]but that didn't work at all, 'cause I couldn't sleep
[00:59.034]
[01:00.146]Sometimes, I wish it was still last summer, And
[01:03.168]you and I still lived in ****in' West Philly
[01:05.345]And we weren't playing a show in Nebraska, or Austin, Texas
[01:09.786]Asking the kids what they ate for breakfast
[01:13.511]But here I am, Valero bathroom
[01:17.185]Who's paid to keep these things cliché?
[01:20.406]Bury me beneath New York State
[01:23.340]It's the only place where I feel
[01:28.063]dead
[01:29.406]
[01:30.012]My baby's in Massachusetts
[01:32.995]And all this booze is useless
[01:35.404]Sunset, sing my scratched-out sighing soul to sleep
[01:43.085]And the cashier here is ruthless
[01:46.519]Jacob, I wrote your name down
[01:49.382]But I'd hate that job as much as you do
[01:53.255]But now we're stucked between