The Last Lie I Told

I'm in a parking lot by myself

It's quarter to 9 and I've been here since 5:45

Oh, there's no one but I can see some flickering lights

I can hear some dogs, yeah barking in the back yardsAnd I smell gasoline I wish the sky were open

'Cause if there weren't those trees, I think I could see for miles

The city is just beyond those clouds

I guess this is what it's like to be really down

And holding out for somethingRemembering the warm nights

Remembering the open arms of two years ago

Oh there's nothing like this parking lot

We're seeing the stars in morningI can see them from where I'm lying

I can feel the cold, cold pavement

Against my skin and it's tingling, it's tingling, yeah tingling