Loathing Las Vegas

I put your name up in bright lights
You look good in neon blue
And something borrowed too
A stage light for the fault lines
Making scenery of states

This desert road opens so wide
Some partial recollections
80 miles of self-objection
I'll bounce through this timeline
As I like
Maybe I'll lose track of time

At night, we drive
We cut the brake lines
Ring-a-round the rosy
Lights always to the right
I missed all the exit signs

Cut your losses
Cut it out

And we placed our bets in other ways
I put everything on you
You doubled down on something new
Once you pull the pin
You push the stakes
Fold now and save some face

Summer swallowed us whole
Neon signs all flickered out
I pace the diner just outside of town
And I'm making friends with
Debts and dial tones
It's a numbers game, ya know
At night, we drive
We cut the brake lines
Ring-a-round the rosy
Lights always to the right
Where's the exit sign?

At night, we drive
We cut the brake lines
Ring-a-round the rosy
And I know they're out there
Somewhere out of sight
Beyond the exit signs