Curse of the I-5 Corridor Neko Case

I waited too long to write this down
The startling sensation is fading
The sweet, sweet burn
Of the first drink of the night, underage
Knowing that you're gonna get away with it

You were a good man before you knew it
And I'm not vain enough to think that
I'd have been good for you if I'd stayed
In the current of your life
I was an eyelash in the shipping lanes

And now I'm so scared about mystery
I fear I smell extinction
In the folds of this novocaine age coming on
I miss the smell of mystery
Reverb leaking outta tavern doors
And not knowing how the sounds were made

So I left home and faked my ID
I fucked every man that I wanted to be
I was so stupid then
Why should mystery give its life for me?

[Refrain]
Baby, I'm afraid
But it's not your fault
Maybe I should go
Home alone tonight