Lonely faces all along the way   Broken city all dressed up in gray   In the rain outside the restaurant      I make money but I still feel broke   I start drinking and I want a smoke   Doing doughnuts in the parking lot      Driving fast moving cars and drinking   Old in these bars and thinking I could   Paint all those stars      Empty bottles on an empty stage   End of story on the final page   Of a book that no one knows about      This is it this is my last goodbye   This is where my dreams go to die   In the trash behind the record shop      I'm driving fast moving cars and drinking   Old in these bars and thinking I could   Paint all those stars   Singing old timey songs and thinking I could   Right all these wrongs and drinking 'til the   Pain is all gone      After all this time I still believe   With a few tricks hidden up my sleeve   In the sun way down in Mexico