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Gettin so crazy Theres a rope swing hanging from a tree above that swimming hole And just like life its a hell of a ride if you know when to hold on and when to let go Sleeping in a Walmart parking lot take my shower in the bathroom sink Find the next venue on Google maps try to wait til the evening to drink I gotta love this life cause its the life I chose For better or worse, no worse for the ware and it shows Broke down under the overpass downtown Buffalo A soul-patched man with a really loud van pushed us where we needed to go I rely on the kindness of strangers and strange kinds of friends The rubber hit down hard on the pavement the night she said, she said, my way or the highway, now Im out here on this road writing songs about being lonely, and singing them for lonely folks they tell me that they love me, but Im pretty sure they dont she said, my way or the highway and I chose the road Trading blows with the lake effect snow learning how to know when Im beat This all feels a little like a whiskey on a stick hanging out in front of me I knew Id miss her but I soon came to see I could never miss her as much as Id miss me she said, my way or the highway, so Im out here on this road writing songs about being lonely, and sharing them with lovely folks I chose the road less traveled and the difference here is hope my way or the highway and I chose the road Packing whats left of me in a guitar case, Holding onto hope that you show your face But no one looks like you Bartender says its gonna be a good night, I see familiar faces as theyre starting to line up But no one here looks like you Its been almost a year since we took that walk, crying in the street, and making neighbors talk There aint too many easy ways to hear, I dont love you anymore Fake smiling in between every note, wishing that Id never heard these songs I wrote The first set is almost done The people drink and dance and try to forget, rubbing up against who theyre gonna regret And my whiskey is almost gone Called her on the phone for a month or so, tried to act sober but shed always know There aint too many easy ways to hear, Please dont call me anymore Loadin up to go now its quarter to four
