Dive Bar

Well, it was getting pretty late

And the time, I didn't know

Must have been sometime past two A.M.

Cause all the dive bars are closed

And I was running around in Boston chasing down a dream

I was hiding out in Austin with a beauty queen

Waiting for a shakedown, waiting for anything

And we shared cheap wine just like stories of broken bones

And we crawled up to the top of a roof

Just to smoke cigarettes and howl at the moon

And I told about time where I tried

To tie a red thread around her ankles in your bed at night

And I woke and it broke and you slipped right out of sight

And all you left was a note that said, "Boy, you just don't feel right"

And now all I have is this note

And the little bit of hope that you'll come home

But you keep searching so damn hard

Just to try and find the reason why it fell apart

But what's it going to change?

Yeah, what's it going to change?

And then I realized those days sit and sink right in

Like a broken down car left in the back yard of my stale American dream

And I remember that time out in Tennessee

When Travis looked to his left, and he said to me

"Maybe you're pining over something you never even had in the first place"

Maybe I fell in love with a feeling and not a girl

And now all I have is this note

And the little bit of hope that you'll come home

But you keep searching so damn hard

Just to try and find the reason why it fell apart

But what's it going to change?

Yeah, what's it going to change?

What's it going to change?

What's it going to change?

And now all I have is this note

And the little bit of hope that you'll come home

But you keep searching so damn hard

Just to try and find the reason why it fell apart

But what's it going to change?