The interstates and eighteen wheelers
The sketches on the rest stop bathroom stalls
I call her from a hotel pay phone
So far from it all
The odometer is hypnotizing

The tires turn the dirt for miles and miles
I wanna see the Nashville skyline
Only for awhile
´Cause I heard about the party last night
I heard that there were drugs and fist fights
When all I see are miles of streetlights
That´s when I miss home
So I try, try, try to forget it
But I die inside every time I miss it
´Cause you´re still three shy
Don´t you forget it´s not a party when we´re gone
And if the cops come by
Have a drink and tell them this one´s for the boys
And I will try, try, try to forget
That I´m gone
A thousand miles until the ocean
Casinos sit a couple miles ahead
The city´s in the rear view mirror

Tennessee´s in bed
And I´m drinking at the Blackjack table
A cigarette is hanging from my lips
My head is spinning round in circles
As I take a sip
´Cause I heard you split a cab right last night
I hope you found your way home alright
´Cause underneath a sea of bright lights
I feel alright here
And I try, try, try to forget it
But I die inside every time I miss it
´Cause you´re still three shy
Don´t you forget it´s not a party when we´re gone
And if the cops come by
Have a drink and tell them this one´s for the boys
And I will try, try, try to forget
That I´m gone
And I try, try, try to forget it

But I die inside every time I miss it
´Cause you´re still three shy
Don´t you forget it´s not a party when we´re gone
And if the cops come by
Have a drink and tell them this one´s for the boys
And I will try, try, try to forget
Yes, I would try, try, try to forget
I´m gonna try, try, try to forget that I´m gone