[Verse]

It’s lonely in the Garden State, the place of no left turns

In a motel 6 in East Brunswick smoking till my lungs burn

I put ice in the trash can to cool down my beer

Breathe in the perfume in the room of the person last here

I can’t stand this singing

I can’t stand this song

I can’t stand being home, but I can’t stand being gone

My ears ring when it’s quiet and I ain’t heard a thing all day

And I’d call if I could but right now I ain’t got nothing to say

[Chorus]

And so on

And so long

Can’t keep singing these songs

Too long

So on

[Verse]

First night we met we fucked on the couch in my living room

And spent the morning pretending it didn’t happen, searching for your lost phone

Which I found between the cushions below a pile of our clothes

You said you couldn’t leave without it, Lord, I should have kept my eyes closed

I left for work directly then for a fifteen hour day

Made just over a hundred bucks, none of which I ever saved

Didn’t hear too much from you before, never heard from you again

Cause as soon as this shit starts, boy it’s, it’s bound to end

[Chorus]

And so on

And so long

Can’t keep singing these songs

For too long

And so on

[Verse]

I throw empty beer cans at the TV when I’m watching the news

I hate republicans, I hate democrats, I hate liberals too

I think pacifists are weak, and violence is wrong

But I go limp for police and I fight when it’s called for

The truth is I don’t know or care with who or where I fit in at all

But I keep on living simple, riding fast and living slow

I write standard boring songs with boring standard chords

Just like the best and the worst, verse chorus, verse chorus, bridge, repeat

[Chorus]

And so on

So long

Can’t keep singing these songs

Too long

And so on

And so on

And so long

I can’t keep singing these songs

And so on

And so on