there's a point
point to it all
you think about me
gotta reach you
gotta seek the tall glass in the night
sip red wine and kill time and shiver mine away
stats and prizes and big times we're ridin away
i've been on it
lookin back
i kinda like it so whiny excited
and if i crawl through the lines of this song
will you still think i'm adequate?
cuz your voice is coasting
so long
skip that town a big crown and middle it away
hit that sound a big crowd and fiddle all day
i've been honest
looking back
i kinda like it so whiny excited
she says "after all we never know" and fills her head with rock & roll
fills her pockets on the floor and fixes all her radios
never could get better only 17 and letting go