Gas Station Bathroom

I look good in a gas station bathroom
But I'm a bag of bones when I'm out too late
And I'm fat as a science rat when I finally get time to contemplate

It's a toll that I take on my body
But I know it pays out in the end
A little bit of sugar and that's all that it took her
To give up all she would spend

I can't go home
I can't go home
It's me in this gas station bathroom
Or living with my mama at home
And that's a choice I make on my own

A hundred miles and still hitchhiking
On a hot and a sunny day
When a friend pulled me over
With a real hot motor
I'll tell you what he had to say

He said, "I'm so sick of driving"
He said, "I chased the road, it never ends"
I said, "That's good enough for some,
But beatable by none"
And let him on his lonely way

I can't go home
I can't go home
It's me in this gas station bathroom

I can't go home
I can't go home
It's me in this gas station bathroom
Me and I'm always alone