In The Car Outside

Hi Beth. Oh, I was just calling you to chat with you.

I'm probably going to have to get up at the buttcrack of dawn tomorrow.

Oh, I hear Patsy backed out on ya tomorrow. Is she—

Damn it, John! (Hmm?)

I lost that frickin’ steel line. (Ugh...) Shit!

OK, it's alright. Go ****ing find it!

Ah, shit, I'm lookin’ man. (Haha, ****.)

See, I told you my head don't work right

Yeah, you don't have to tell me that

I'm in the car, I just needed to clear my head

She's in the house with the baby crying on the bed

She's got this thing where she puts the walls so high

It doesn't matter how much you love

It doesn't matter how hard you try

We got a place with a fence and a little grass

I put this film on the windows, and it looks like chapel glass

But when she turns, it's like the shadow of the cross don't cast

No blessing over our lonely life

It's like waiting for a train to pass, and I don't know when it'll pass

But I remember when she used to set the room on fire

With her eyes, swear to God

It's like a flood of grief and sorrow from a haunted life

When she cries, like a train, it's a lot

I dropped a line to a flickering high school flame

We laughed about all the ways that our lives had changed

She's up the road, about 35 miles north

Got two little boys in school, just had a real bad divorce

And in a moment of weakness

I told her if she ever needed a helping hand

I would lend, swear to God

It's like the part of me that's screaming not to jump gets lost

In the sound of the train, it's a lot

Trying hard

Not to care

Swear to God