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