Blue Highway

Wide awake at 4 in the morning

Killing time on the blue highway

Dragged in the day like a body

Buried the night under where I’d laid

Under the sights, the fluorescent lights

And your shadow creeping up on me

Oh yeah, it’s like the club in my hand

It’s your favorite brand

And you’ve touched everyone

Oh yeah, it’s like the back of your hand

On the tip of my tongue

Pinched under your thumb

Can’t say I didn’t see it coming

An easy chair stuck in repose

I take long walks because they’re numbing

I only wanna speak in code

Forget the sights, the fluorescent lights

And your shadow creeping up on me

Cut me up like a jigsaw

Whole reflection cracked apart

Like the lines on my hand are the map of a broken heart