Outside

Hes breathes the air lightly

Since skipping parole

And he dials the phone quietly

But she put him on hold

There are good sons and bad seeds

She thinks hes the latter

But it no longer matters what shell say

Hell be driving all night anyway

Over backroads hell ride

Then he cuts the headlights

And he watches their lives

From the outside

And they cant let him in

So hes driving again

As hes wishful thinking

On the outside

Mmmmmmm...

Oh say can you see by the dawns early light

Playing on the t.v.

I guess hes in for the night

He fell asleep waiting for his sister to call

All the motels and roadside bars

He wants home but it only gets farther

Over backroads hell ride

Then he cuts the headlights

And he watches their lives

From the outside

And they cant let him in

So hes driving again

As hes wishful thinking

On the outside

Oohhh...

Yes, its killing them knowing hes out there, somewhere

Reminding that they could be too

Oohhh...

Over backroads hell ride

Then he cuts the headlights

And he watches their lives

On the outside

And they cant let him in

Cause they know where hes been

So hes left there thinking

On the outside

On the outside

On the outside...