Falling asleep at the wheel again, baby
You're drifting over the line, line, yeah
Your hands are tight but you're losing grip quickly
Fix me, can you read the signs?
Thumbing your way to Vegas, dirty
And dreaming of the other side
Save your tears and laughter
Because it doesn't matter what you find
It ain't pretty
After the show
It ain't pretty when the pretty leaves you
With no place to go
If you think you need it
Here's the place to feed it
But it ain't pretty
When everything that you do is wrong
And you feel like you can barely survive, yeah
When those around you are crumbling downwards
Buried in the sunset alive
Thumbing your way to Vegas, dirty
And screaming like you're back from hell
Save your dreams and occupations
'Cause it doesn't matter what you sell
You're drifting over the line, line, yeah
Your hands are tight but you're losing grip quickly
Fix me, can you read the signs?
Thumbing your way to Vegas, dirty
And dreaming of the other side
Save your tears and laughter
Because it doesn't matter what you find
It ain't pretty
After the show
It ain't pretty when the pretty leaves you
With no place to go
If you think you need it
Here's the place to feed it
But it ain't pretty
When everything that you do is wrong
And you feel like you can barely survive, yeah
When those around you are crumbling downwards
Buried in the sunset alive
Thumbing your way to Vegas, dirty
And screaming like you're back from hell
Save your dreams and occupations
'Cause it doesn't matter what you sell
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