Every Friday night this old town comes alive

And paints a neon scene

One by one, they're lining up

To fill their cups and cash in all their dreams

Well I'll stop by for just one round and then I'm out of town

To the place I need to be

And when I get up here, I like to kick the headlights off so I can see

Sometimes it's hard to think with all the bright lights and the bars

So here I am, six-pack in hand, just staring at the stars

And laid back on this faded hood, filling my cup

All systems good for launch

I pour it up and burn it down

Get so high above this town, I'm gone

And I wish that I could stay up here and far away

From gravity

Looking down on that broken town

All the what-ifs and I-coulda-beens

The same old story every day

That I just can't stand to hear again

See, I been down there all my life

And somehow it's never felt like home

But up here in the stars

I think I found a place where all my dreams belong

Someday I know I'm going to find a way to blow this town

But until then, I'll drive up here so it don't pull me down

And laid back on this faded hood, filling my cup

All systems good for launch

I pour it up and burn it down

Get so high above this town, I'm gone

And I wish that I could stay up here and far away

From gravity

Just laid back on this faded hood, filled my cup

All systems good for launch

I pour it up and burn it down

Get so high above this town, I'm gone

And I wish that I could stay up here and far away

From gravity