As the night goes on
I go from feeling out of place
to feeling like a ghost
But you miss me when I'm gone
But when I'm around
it's like I'm hidden in the paint of these walls
The loneliness will keep me warm tonight
It'll keep me warm
seeing as you won't
I know I've got loose ends
leaving me to spend
too many nights driving down dead ends
I guess I'm looking for something more than this
More than this
If the open road is my home
I'm never leaving
All the small towns make me throw away my biggest fears
And the big cities
make the fucked up stuff feel smaller
I know I've got loose ends
leaving me to spend
too many nights driving down dead ends
I guess I'm looking for something more than this
When I'm not here
does anyone miss my second-hand smoke?
Do you wonder where I am
or who I'm with?
Call me a mid-twenties sob-story
I can't help the way I feel
(I can't help the way I feel)
I know I've got loose ends
leaving me to spend
too many nights driving down dead ends
I guess I'm looking for something more than this
More than this
