Cut me loose, a nine-hour excuse
A sunset visit to the reddest of states
It's new blues for the highway to choose
I-65 for when the hour is late
It's over or it's under
It's on the East side
And it's the setting for getting better
Apply the brakes and clip a common mistake
It's not a problem just to sit here and wait
Don't you know what they're about?
Living up to let you down
So quick to strike up a tune on every evening where I carry us home
So quick to strike up a tune on every evening where I carry us
Bonfires, drives the desire
Between the suburbs and what's left of this place
Tattoos, new boots and a noose
Now 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 better
It's well-spun for those who've turned 21
But getting older doesn't brighten the day
So don't you know what they're about?
Living up to let you down
So quick to strike up a tune on every evening where I carry us home
We just sing along
But the feeling's gone
I've got a couple dozen cities I could share with you
A couple stories we could tuck beneath a tennis shoe
A couple secrets we could hide between each others' hands
A couple moments we could squeeze between some other plans
We've got a couple different futures we could call our own
A shared apartment or just talking on the telephone
You'll move a block away and we'll go on with both our lives
In cold conditions with a past of alternating dives
Stiff drinks, abandoned before they sink
Another neighborhood carefully drowned
Farewell from the fever to tell
We need to move this to a new side of town
So quick to strike up a tune on every evening where I carry us home
And I'll sing along
But the feeling's gone
So quick to strike up a tune on every evening where I carry us home
So quick to strike up a tune on every evening where I carry us