--words and music by Michael Stanley
from "American Road", 2005, LineLevel Music
Not much has changed here not much ever does Like getting stranded in the land of what was And I can see you stumbling blindly But smiling just the same And you're holding tightly To one more pleasure jag Just like some dog at the end of a rag And I know you won't go quietly 'Cause quiet's not your game... (chorus) Another bloodshot morning Another half-ass night You're crossing lines I wouldn't dare And you're looking right through me With those gun barrel eyes Flying by on Vicodin and prayer... So many reasons At least that's what you say But nobody's buying what you're selling today 'Cause I'm full up here And I just can't take no more, no more You wear your lying like your favorite old shirt Can't find a promise You ain't dragged through the dirt And you can miss me if you want to But me I'm out that door... (chorus) Another bloodshot morning Another half-ass night You're crossing lines I wouldn't dare And you're looking right through me With those gun barrel eyes Flying by on Vicodin and prayer... to fade