Lyrics Mass Re-Done - Modern Baseball

Pulled over at midday
The joker's still wet behind the ears
He read off the novel of novice citations outside the service station
The glue sets beneath our heels

My baby's in Massachusetts
And all this booze is useless
Sunset singing our scratched out sighing souls to sleep
And the cashier here is ruthless
Jeanette, I wrote your name down
And I'd hate that job as much as you do if I was stuck between
Brunswick and Jefferson too

Days like this I miss listening to records
Making chilli together
Dirt roads and dead-end streets
I tried sleeping at MJ without you last night
That didn't work at all, cause I couldn't sleep

Sometimes I wish it was still last summer
And you and I still lived in fucking West Philly
And we weren't playing a show in Nebraska, or Austin, Texas
Asking the kids what they ate for breakfast

But here I am, Valero bathroom
Who's paid to keep these things cliche?
Bury me beneath New York state
It's the only place where I feel dead

My baby's in Massachusetts
And all this booze is useless
Sunset singing our scratched out sighing souls to sleep
And the cashier here is ruthless
Jacob, I wrote your name down
And I hate this job as much as you do
But now we're stuck between