Still Three Shy

The interstates and eighteen wheelers The sketches on the rest stop bathoom stalls I call her from a hotel pay phone so far from it all The odometer is hypnotizing The tires turn the dirt for miles and miles I wanna see the Nashville skyline If only for awhile Cause I heard about the party last night I heard that there were drugs and fist fights When all I see are miles of streetlights That's when I miss home So I try to forget but I die inside every time I miss it Cause you're still three shy Don't you forget it's not a party when we're gone And if the cops come by have a drink and tell them this one's for the boys And I will try to forget that I'm gone A thousand miles until the ocean Casinos sit a couple miles ahead The city's in the rearview mirroi, Tennessee's in bed Now I'm drinking at the Blackjack table A cigarette is hanging from my lips My head is spinning round in circles as I take a sip Cause I heard you split a cab home last night I hope you found your way home alright Cause underneath a sea of bright lights I feel alright here