Broke down in a rest stop bathroom
Fell asleep at the wheel
I felt nothing when I left there
Felt everything an hour and a half away
I just wish I could stay in one place for over six months
But I'm too scared of no one really knowing me for who I really am
I'm a joke, I'm a coward and an asshole
I write songs about myself, selfless is the last word I'd use
To describe any part of my empty, rotting social life
Distance is an asshole that I wanna rip apart from the inside
Wanna rip apart from the inside
And all my friends are gone, 'cause state lines perform as prison guards
An economic strain on ever doing anything
Buy a bus ticket to see you, but this isn't the way you wanted it to be
I don't have to burn bridges when they always crumble down behind me