Lirieke:
Barry Tim Rivanna Junction

It?s lonely in the Garden State, the place of no left turns In a motel 6 in East Brunswick smoking till my lungs burn I put ice in the trash can to cool

I see guilt in your eyes But there?s some things from me you can?t hide Truth is hard Guilt is easy Nothing?s changed since you left Just an extra room

Well, it?s hot as two Julys and I?m cold as ten Decembers What I?m doing here, man, I can?t remember Don?t you know? Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, don?t you know

There?s no need for validation That boat just sunk I?ve covered loads and sidestepped burdens Like this has been fun Now I?m not saying that I?m not

I was drunk as hell with a friend way back Down by Scotts Addition off a mainline track He said what was on his mind like I?d never heard it Then in