It’s a bad idea and I’m all about it.
Give it one more chance and then I finally had it.
When you wake up, I’ll be gone again.

Motorcycle in the front lawn

It’s an all night drive from your house to Reno
to the T-bird graveyard where we play with fire.
In another life we were arsonists.

How long’s the Chevy been on cinder blocks?

Mama told me that it don’t run
on wishes but that I should have fun
pushing the flowers that come up
into the front of a shotgun.
So many hills to die on.

Run out of gas, out of time, out of money.
You’re doing what you can, just making it run.

Take a break, make your escape.
There’s only so much I can take.

May I please have twenty dollars?
Can you give me twenty dollars?
I know you have twenty dollars.
I know you have twenty dollars!