It’s difficult to go on knowing you’re out there somewhere / Vacant parking lots across the street remind me I’m going nowhere (Whiskeytown)

— · — Well I was thinkin‘ that I shoulda but I didn’t ever leave you but baby I’m leavin‘ tonight / There’s a trucker drinkin‘ coffee in the station who can give me a ride / Well I was thinking ‚bout a headin‘ down to Mobile, Alabama and that was just last Saturday night […]

I got sixteen days / Fifteen of those are nights / Can’t sleep when the bed sheet fights / It’s way back to your side / The ghost has got me running / The ghost has got me running / Away from you, away from you, away from you (Whiskeytown)