Straight Up Western (White Noise)

Straight up western, chasing daylight Routed through the central plains I swear half of me was made for something wild And half was made for something plain Out with the vampires after the show And it won't be long 'til I'm too old to go When the room's too crowded With the shouters at the bar And it's all that I can do to walk you outside to the car Psycho buzzing, when I triple check The locks on all the doors I feel you touch me like a soft voice in white noise Beset by fast food in the mountains-- A ski resort without the snow That string of outlet malls whipping by Then a broadly defined chateau And I feel like the opposite of New Year's Eve-- I'm not drunk at all or getting antsy to leave When the room's too crowded With the shouters at the bar And it's all that I can do to walk you outside to the car Psycho buzzing, when I triple check The locks on all the doors I feel you touch me like a soft voice in white noise