Missouri

It's rainin' outside today, a little wet before the heat wave
The clouds hangin' low, try the next closest exit off the highway
Pulling into the road's dirty, muddled shoulder
Scuffin' our shoes, barking and biting as we get just a little bit older

By the second every day, you'd slip a little more away
Without me knowing
But like a glacier, crashing, grasping out for air
Gasping when you're left there

In Missouri

But what do we do when our waiters won't dab a napkin or two
We ruined our date today, a tiny, bitter little memory
And on the anniversary of the day you left me
The place we kissed, the sweetness of berries on your lips

And I know you wanted to live with me one day
In a home run our way
But I let it all fall limp from the windowsill
And tragically, like fine china

It fell to the pavement
The pavement fell away
The basement
The basement underneath my stay, here in

Missouri