Road dogs are built for sleepin´ in
I´ve been up since 4 AM
At your worst, you´re better than my better days
There ain´t been no sun in L.A.

Since you moved out of Sarah´s place

I love your mother´s stories ´bout you as a kid
I heard you scored a job in the East Village
Well, workin´ for some folks who don´t know your name
Well, ain´t you gonna miss all of them wasted days?
We´d sit around, drinkin´ out at Sarah´s place

Don´t come back, lover, I´m proud you´re under the skyline
We always knew you were the better half of our good times
Those backyard lights don´t shine as bright without your face

Out at Sarah´s Place

And you called to talk just last week
I´m still fallin´ apart like I´ll always be
And your picnic chair is just sittin´ there in the yard
And I had to sell my old guitar

But don´t come back, lover, I´m proud you´re under the skyline
We always knew you were the better half of our good times
Those backyard lights don´t shine as bright without your face
Out at Sarah´s Place

You´ll always be a piece of mine, a piece of mine
We drove that road we know at least a million times
I´m so damn tired of seein´ that empty drive
Out at Sarah´s Place

Don´t come back, lover, I´m proud you´re under the skyline
We always knew you were the better half of our good times
Those backyard lights don´t shine as bright without your face
Out at Sarah´s Place

Oh, hey

Mm, mm

Plane tickets have gotten awfully expensive
But I got mine for the price of a Gibson