Passing Through A Screen Door

Cigarette smoke dances back in the window,

And I can see the haze on the dome light.

I’m conjuring ghosts on a forty hour ride home,

And they keep asking me what I’m doing with my life.

While my cousins go to bed with their wives.

I’m feeling like I've fallen behind.

Well, the highway won

I’m listening to traffic reports one on one

Coming quietly undone.

I was born to run

Away from anything good.

An escape artist's son

Sun-drenched pavement in my blood

The first thing that I do when I walk in is find a way out for when **** gets bad and...

I’ve been looking for

Sounds through the screen door (sounds through the screen door).

I’ve been waiting for

Another disaster (another disaster).

Well, I’m terrified

Like a kid in the sixties

Staring at the sky

Waiting for the bomb to fall.

And it’s all a lie

What they say about stability.

It scares me sometimes

The emptiness I see in my eyes.

And all the kids names I’ve ever liked recited tragedy.

Well, I don’t want my children growing up to be anything like me.

I’ve been looking for

Sounds through the screen door (sounds through the screen door).

I’ve been waiting for

Another disaster (another disaster).

And I was kinda hoping you'd say.

I was kinda hoping you'd stay.

I keep a flashlight

And a small knife

In the corner of my bed stand.

I keep a flashlight

And the train times

But you wouldn't understand.

How could you understand?

Jesus Christ. I’m 26.

All the people I’ve graduated with,

All have kids,

All have wives,

All have people who care if they come home at night.

Well, Jesus Christ, did I **** up?

I’ve been looking for

Sounds through the screen door (sounds through the screen door).

I’ve been waiting for

Another disaster (another disaster).

And I was kinda hoping you'd say.

I was kinda hoping you'd stay.

I was kinda hoping you'd stay.