[Verse 1]
I look for my keys somewhere buried in the grass
She's riding her tail lights over the broken glass
On a highway from nowhere, hell-bent on going back
Where did she come from, where do I go?
Each time that I fall, you know it's just another show
Well the credits keep on rolling and I'm the last to know
And it's a long, cold road tonight
And I'm wandering, without a fight
[Chorus]
So tell me why you want to hurt this way
Why you want to hurt this way
Why you want to hurt this way
Shine it all, don't be ashamed
Nothing ever stays the same
Why you want to hurt this way
[Verse 2]
Open the screen door, the transistor plays
An old Springsteen song, from my father's glory days
Bombs in the kitchen, try to hide a swollen face
The old man's tying one on tight, he looks the other way
I hold in every word, there's just too much to say
I've got to rise above this madness, before I go insane
I look for my keys somewhere buried in the grass
She's riding her tail lights over the broken glass
On a highway from nowhere, hell-bent on going back
Where did she come from, where do I go?
Each time that I fall, you know it's just another show
Well the credits keep on rolling and I'm the last to know
And it's a long, cold road tonight
And I'm wandering, without a fight
[Chorus]
So tell me why you want to hurt this way
Why you want to hurt this way
Why you want to hurt this way
Shine it all, don't be ashamed
Nothing ever stays the same
Why you want to hurt this way
[Verse 2]
Open the screen door, the transistor plays
An old Springsteen song, from my father's glory days
Bombs in the kitchen, try to hide a swollen face
The old man's tying one on tight, he looks the other way
I hold in every word, there's just too much to say
I've got to rise above this madness, before I go insane
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