The End Of The Line

LA is shitty heaven, New York is fun hell

I was too full of questions, so I bade you farewell

Now you're posing in the lobby of the Public Hotel

And I'm alone again

I'm carrying the baggage, like a sinner I've atoned

I'm still anxious in the AM, but at least I'm close to home

Cause l'd rather be a beggar than a vassal at your throne

I'm on my own again

Hold me closer just one night

Pretend that it's gonna be alright

Leave the wreckage in the rearview,

You won't see me in the morning one last time

At the end of the line

Driving aimless through the country, windows down to watch it go

By and by all is forgiven, borrowed time pays back the loan

Between us there runs a tether, but l chose the open road

And I'm alone again

Now I'm kicking all the habits, but some demons made their home

Through the headlights I can see 'em, all that's grey has turned to gold

Cause it's better to have loved than let your life play out alone

So take me home again

Hold me closer just one night

Pretend that it's gonna be alright

Leave the wreckage in the rearview,

You won't see me in the morning one last time

At the end of the line