The Saddest Little Waffle House in Eastern Pennsylvania

Setting off down the freeway
I’ve been thinking of you for days
It always makes me nervous eating out here alone

They don’t know how to place me
So I’ll pass judgments over NASCAR and shitty coffee
It doesn’t help anyone
What they think of me, I’ll never know

[Chorus]
Drag me back into optimism
I just can’t go willingly
I’m having a hard time thinking of
Anyone who ever truly loved me
‘Cause I won’t make it to Pittsburg and back
But it’ll get me halfway to you

She’s never done a polygraph
The waitress and I have been placing bets
He just runs his mouth and she rolls her eyes
Tell us again how you’ve been to the park almost a hundred times
She just wants to get to Disney before she dies

[Chorus x2]