All your friends are buying houses and cars
You're telling all the same old stories at different bars
With a vacant stare towards your coffee cup
Your day's about to end as the sun comes rising up
And you come back round too many times to count
And you come back down every time you pull into town
You sold your soul
To the open road
For a single pack of smokes
And some rock and roll
When the fire in your heart burns out and your blood runs cold
Screaming hurry up and wait, get up, what are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
You're gonna make new friends
Without knowing their names
No matter where you go every question is exactly the same
'Cos you've spent every single dollar you've earned
On the same bad decisions and oh, you've learned
A tank of gasoline will only get you so far
You've come back round too many times to count
You come back down every time you pull into town
You sold your soul
To the open road
For a single pack of smokes
And some rock and roll
When the fire in your heart burns out and your blood runs cold
Screaming hurry up and wait, get up, what are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
Hurry up and wait, get up, what are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?