Two lanes closed northbound 
Got home way past nine
Changed the message on the phone
And I pulled the blind
My friends treat me kind these days
But they hate to hear your name
They say still two years and counting
And it's much the same
Midnight radio station is keeping me from dreams
You and Frank Sinatra make one hell of a team
So I guess I'll drain the bottle and just leave on the light
And sing “one more for my baby” and where he is tonight
Where he is tonight
Well I've done some starting over
I've done some sweeping clean
I hide my thoughts but still get caught
Living in between
I love to hear those love songs
They go straight to my head
And then I go and spoil it all
Just like you said
Midnight radio station is keeping me from dreams
You and Frank Sinatra make one hell of a team
So I guess I'll drain the bottle and just leave on the light
And sing “one more for my baby” and where he is tonight
Where he is tonight
Two lanes closed northbound 
I got home way past nine
Changed the message on the phone
And I pulled the blind
And I pulled the blind