One more number for the road and I’m gone*

Tired of fishing myself out of a song

Roadside crickets trying to turn on the charm

Roll the window down and stick out my arm

Devil moon

I hope you’re finished with me soon

I’m turning into some kind of pathetic cartoon

Sleepdriving through another year

Always miss the part that just disappeared

Held together by some chords and caffeine

Wanna trade my piano for a time machine

Devil moon

I hope you’re finished with me soon

I’m turning into some kind of pathetic cartoon

Devil moon

Follow me up into my room

I’m boarding all the windows shut

And sleeping till noon