American Flats - Rosa Lyrics

In him you believe but there's tracks in his arms
In a third world apartment on North Lamar
And every other shift at the diner feels like a knock
On the lid of a coffin called too old to rock
But I see the sad behind the smile
And you want to sing and dance for a while
If it ain't one thing it's always the drummer
And you haven't heard from the label since last summer
Everybody's 20 years old here with chops like a Vaughn
You know you can stand on your own so you try to hold on
Yeah I see the sad behind the smile
And you want to sing and dance for a while
But your friends are playing Kimmel again
Makes you want to scream cause it's the closest you've been
You can almost see music city from here
Your Camaro a tank full of gas and your clear
And just when you say "let's get out of here!"
You catch a little break it looks like Antone's next year
So you stay and give it one more try
Cause you know the what but have forgotten the why
Yeah you know the what but can't see the why
Yeah you know the what and just remembered the why