Road dogs are built for sleeping in
I've been up since 4 a.m.
At your worst, you're better than my better days
There ain't been no sun in L.A.
Since you moved out of Sarah's place
I love your mother's stories 'bout you as a kid
I heard you scored a job in the East Village
Well, working for some folks who don't know your name
Well, ain't you gonna miss all of them wasted days?
We sit around drinking out at Sarah's place
Don't come back, lover, I'm proud you're under the skyline
We always knew you were the better half of our good times
Those backyard lights don't shine as bright without your face
Out at Sarah's place
You called to talk just last week
I'm still fallin' apart like I'll always be
And your picnic chair is just sitting there in the yard
And I had to sell my old guitar
Don't come back, lover, I'm proud you're under the skyline
We always knew you were the better half of our good times
Those backyard lights don't shine as bright without your face
Out at Sarah's place
You'll always be a piece of mind, peace of mind
We drove that road we know at least a million times
I'm so damn tired of seeing that empty drive
Out at Sarah's place
Don't come back, lover, I'm proud you're under the skyline
We always knew you were the better half of our good times
Those backyard lights don't shine as bright without your face
Out at Sarah's place
Plane tickets have gotten awfully expensive
But I got mine for the price of a Gibson
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