I look good in a gas station bathroom
But I'm a bag of bones when I'm out too late
And I'm fat as a science rat when I finally get time to contemplate
It's a toll that I take on my body
But I know it pays out in the end
A little bit of sugar and that's all that it took her
To give up all she would spend
I can't go home
I can't go home
It's me in this gas station bathroom
Or living with my mama at home
And that's a choice I make on my own
A hundred miles and still hitchhiking
On a hot and a sunny day
When a friend pulled me over
With a real hot motor
I'll tell you what he had to say
He said I'm so sick of driving
He said I chased the road it never ends
I said That's good enough for some
But beatable by none
And let him on his lonely way
I can't go home
I can't go home
It's me in this gas station bathroom
I can't go home
I can't go home
It's me in this gas station bathroom
Me and I'm always alone