Cut me looseA nine hour excuseA sunset visit to the reddest of statesIt's new blues for the highway to chooseI-65 for when the hour is late
It's over or it's underIt's on the east side and it's the setting for getting betterApply the brakes and clip a common mistakeIt's not a problem just to sit here and waitBut don't you know what they're about?Living up to let you down
So quick to strike up a tuneOn every evening where I carry us homeSo quick to strike up a tuneOn every evening where I carry us
BonfiresWho drives the desireBetween the suburbs and what's left of this place?Tattoos, new boots and a nooseNow just reminders of the city you hate
It's over, or it's under?It's a disaster, and we keep betting it's getting betterIt's well spun for those who turn twenty-oneBut getting older doesn't brighten the baitSo don't you know what they're about?Living up to let you down
So quick to strike up a tuneOn every evening where I carry us homeWe just sing alongBut the feeling's gone
I've got a couple dozen cities I could share with youA couple stories we could tuck beneath our tennis shoesA couple secrets we could hide between each other's handsA couple moments we could squeeze between some other plansWe've got a couple different futures we could call our ownA shared apartment or just talking on the telephoneYou'll move a block awayAnd we'll go on with both our lives in cold conditionsWith a past of alternating dives
Stiff drinks abandoned before they sinkAnother neighborhood to carefully drownFarewell from the fever to tellWe need to move this to a new side of town
So quick to strike up a tuneOn every evening where I carry us homeAnd I'll sing alongBut the feelings gone
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