Christian Name

As long as I can do all the driving myself I won't be handing the wheel off to anybody else And if the station's tuning in I'll turn the radio on And I can roll down the window and stick out my arm Got idle hands that need a feeding Got some secrets I've been keeping And I don't hate the way I'm feeling Although I probably should but it's alright for now Set em up, Joe, and play Walkin' the Floor Like you did last night and the night before Then I'll jump on the phone and tell a couple good lies And then I'll tell them to myself until the end of the night I've been living on adderall Fingernails and alcohol It's still a prison if you build your own walls Without fail, when you're holding a hammer, it all looks like a nail I got a Christian name and a life of sin And I'm three sheets at the merch booth again And I can't think of anything but how it should have been When I can't run from the silence and the quiet closes in I've seen the reservation statues all covered in snow And all the service station people with somewhere to go I got cast east of Eden with the engine light on And then I pulled into the city like a great false dawn It's just the promised land calling It's just the night shade that's falling And I'd better start crawling until I'm able to stand But I'm alright for now