Interstate

I don't wanna go home
I just wanna stay out
With my friends, in a pre-owned Chevrolet

Half-way through a twelve pack
Threw up in my back pack
Then we broke down on the side of the express way

Called uncle Rob
And he's pissed cuz we called too late
And he said that "we should've called AAA"

Nowhere to go, and the sun's coming up anyway
So we slept on the side of the interstate

6 missed calls and a (s)text from my ex says
"Where the hell are you, you're supposed to be at work today"

I didn't forget, I just didn't go in
And I'm not even sure
If I'm getting paid anyway

All I've got left
Is a loose cigarette and
Two CDs from the Hall n Oats boxset

I think I lost my wallet
My dads an alcoholic
Who made his escape by way of the interstate

He was wrong, he's been wasting away for far too long

I don't wanna go home, I just wanna stay here
Out with the old ways, on with the next 4 years
There's nothing left here for me
(But this shitty story)
But this shitty story
(Nothing left here for me)

And I been wrong, I been wasting away for far too long

I tried not to think
About last May
Me and Jesse got caught foolin' round in the crawlspace

I was zoned out
Strolling down on memory lane
When the clutch and the brakes all gave way

Now I'm rolling back
Towards certain death
And I didn't think I was gonna cash my chips today

Someone put a Jesus billboard in the right place
As we slammed to a stop on the interstate

I don't wanna go home, I just wanna stay here
(You're my favorite record but I wanna hear a new one)
Out with the old ways, on with the next 4 years
(If I'm your broken record flip me to the b-side)
There's nothing left here for me
(But this shitty story)
But this shitty story
(Nothing left here for me)

And we been wrong, we been wasting away for far too long

You, you're out of your mind
And I'm out of my head
You're my favorite record but I wanna hear a new one
Tried to keep it alive, but we beat it to death
If I'm your broken record, flip me to the b-side

You, you're out of your mind
And I'm out of my head
You're my favorite record but I wanna hear a new one
Tried to keep it alive, but we beat it to death
If I'm your broken record, flip me to the b-side

You, you're out of your mind
And I'm out of my head
You're my favorite record but I wanna hear a new one
Tried to keep it alive, but we beat it to death
If I'm your broken record, flip me to the b-side

You, you're out of your mind
And I'm out of my head
I'm your broken record, flip me to the b-side
Tried to keep it alive



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Brunson, Sean Curtis Strickland, Ben Scheffler
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