Like Strings (Spell It with a K)

Hit the road and you ignite

Jump that pass, your eyes grow wide

You're in this town, it's got you down

You can't take the pain she brings

Fuck old friends, you got bored here, tight like strings

Tight like strings (Yeah)

Tight like strings (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tight like strings (Yeah)

Tight like strings

And we may never make sense to them

Because of who we are, because of what we do

But what good are they anyway

When we can only cry on tour?

(Yeah) Tight like strings (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tight like strings (Yeah)

Tight like strings

Now you're fighting the need to be alone

Because a hundred miles outside your calming zone

There's a bed, a dog, a girl you once called home

But like all good things, they must end

Tough it out with your dirty friends

And how good were things anyway

When the pretense won't wash away?

And these cigarettes are smoking you

Sex is doing nothing

And it seems there is no medicine

Just that clichéd open road

We've been sitting here too long, let's go

You're in this town, it's got you down

You can't take the pain she brings

Fuck old friends, you got bored here, tight like strings

Tight like strings