Glitch

Well, I'd die for this in a second
 Wouldn't change anything at all
 They'll push a knife right through my heart
 Well, it's been a good run
 A pleasure meeting your acquaintance
 We smoked it to the filter 'til the wheels came off
 Then Chris caught a greyhound bus back to Florida
 Mike and Andy head their boat towards those Bremerton lights
 Patrick caught a red eye flight
 Midwest by morning time
 We ride the radio waves into the bay tonight
 When it's all over, it's so quiet
 You can't sleep without the TV on
 A life without the night lights of the Econoline
 Familiar walls and messy feelings
 A collection of reasons to be leaving again
 Why even try?
 Drunk again, smoking in the bathroom of a terminal
 Cursing my own name for the mess I'm in
 Ignored your phone call this morning
 I'm sure that it was to say it's all over again
 So I'll ride these radio waves into the bay tonight