A postcard view of a town in decline
Rust on the rails, the weathered sign
I've gotten over the way you left
I'm dressed like I just stepped out of Oklahoma
Normally I'd pause everything to remember how you would have hated this
But you're half-forgotten now
Cherry Coke on the dash, highway 45
Dusty vinyl spinning, ghost towns in my head
Like the diner neon blinking out its last
Walking through your ruins in designer heels
You're half-forgotten now
The cigarette burns slow, I loved you best
You only looked good in a past life's mind
The gas station flowers came too late
And I know I'm half-forgotten too
I may be fading fast but I'll never be fully gone
Cherry Coke on the dash, highway 45
Dusty vinyl spinning, ghost towns in my head
Like the diner neon blinking out its last
Walking through your ruins in designer heels
You're half-forgotten now
All my freedom spilling out through the crack in the bottle where your whiskey drips
In the amber haze of a truck-stop light, I'll haunt you with a smile
Half-forgotten but never unloved
Broadway sings, but the tunes feel purposeless
Half-forgotten but never forgot
Cherry Coke on the dash, highway 45
Dusty vinyl spinning, ghost towns in my head
Like the diner neon blinking out its last
Walking through your ruins in designer heels
You're half-forgotten now