Wendy's Trash Can (Audiotree Live)

I’m up to my eyeballs

In red neon suits and spray-on tans

I’m down to my underwear

‘Cause I threw it all away in a Wendy’s trash can

Ooooohh

Ooooohh

I’ve lost track of all the cups of coffee

That I’ve dropped into the sand

I’ve found every shred of shit

That makes me feel at home in a barren wasteland

Ooooohh

Ooooohh

It’s not the same (It’s not the same)

It’s not the same

As the picture I had painted in my brain

It’s not the same (It’s not the same)

It’s not the same

At all

Shred for me!

I’m two days away in a stolen ‘98 Saturn Sedan

I’m two thousand miles from

The clothes I threw away in Wendy’s trash can

Ooooohh

Ooooohh

It’s not the same (It’s not the same)

It’s not the same

As the picture I had painted in my brain

It’s not the same (It’s not the same)

It’s not the same

At all

I’m on a lightning bolt of cosmic self-expression

I’m listenin’ to “Band On The Run”

And that’s it