Go on and hit the road
You know the show is almost over
Bathed in vapour lights and smoke
The night is cold and you're just so completely done
They call you out, another time
That you would rather be alone
They're unaware of impositions
Got a predisposition to find yourself indisposed
Been trying to find a way
To hold your head up higher than the tide
They're eating you alive
And every night is in the rearview
Letting you down
Letting you down
Hoping you'll fall into another life
But nothing ever changes
Been trying to find a way
To hold your head up higher than the tide
They're eating you alive
And every night is in the rearview
Letting you down
Letting you down
Hoping you'll fall into another life
But nothing ever changes