Strayed down underground like your mama say
Wide-eyed, true and tried never know their names
Thieves in a line-up, they all look the same
Harder to blame
I hoped for so long, the sunrise would lead me on home
Tried of waiting, I'm gettin' on with the show
Westbound wrap-around, cobra money dreams
Couches and buyouts and truck stop cuisine
Saps your esteem
Hometown broken down, low-end on the mend
Long for my line-up, my songs and my friends
My heart's on the fence
I've known for so long, I just couldn't make it alone
Cue the fade-in, I'm gettin' on with the show
It's just what we owe, on with the show
It's all that we know, on with the show
