Amarillo and Little Rock

I've been getting acquainted with the kind of pain
That'll bend your mind and cause it to fray
It'll bend your knees and force you to pray
Who says people don't change
My doctor tells me I've got a brain
It don't make dopamine won't think straight
The round one takes the edge away
The red one keeps the blues at bay

Somewhere between Amarillo and Little Rock
He said 'You wanna tell me why
You failed to abide by the traffic stop?'
And I didn't really know the speed I was going
Just that it wasn't fast enough
Always running behind I never can catch up
I'm breaking down between Amarillo and Little Rock

Why so far from home he asked
But I wasn't there long enough to call it that
The south has lower property tax
I find myself circling back
Do they pad prescription opioid dosage
So he can meet his ticket quotas
When he asks me if I'm sober
'Well I really don't know, sir'

I'm just somewhere between Amarillo and Little Rock
They've got hay for sale by the roll or bale
And they grow cash crop
Is there anywhere in middle America
People aren't working their asses off
Always running behind they never can catch up
We're breaking down between Amarillo and Little Rock

I'd sooner burn through my reserves and let the wheels come off
Before it'd occur to me that I could stop

Somewhere between Amarillo and Little Rock
It's as good a place as any to just get out
And take a walk
Ain't it funny when clarity's hidden
In a contradiction or a paradox
Can't begin to get your bearings til your good and lost
And breaking down between Amarillo and Little Rock