Lyrics:

Ohio Turnpike
Another hour or two
Counting the dashed lines
Bringing me back to you.

Another short night
And our summer is through
So pick a good song
To usher you through the gloom.

When I see your face after the flight home
I know Im not alone
When you call my name through the modern snow
I know Im not alone

I ditched the rental
Grabbed the receipts off the dash
Threw out the baggie
Of coffee grounds and ash

Ill let you go now
Thats all Ive got to report.
Sorry I didnt get
Better at being short.

When I see your face after the flight home
I know Im not alone
Can you call my name through the modern snow
Because I dont want to feel alone.
No I dont want to feel alone.

Prepare for the landing and
Prepare to be vaguely accused
By the sad and underslept
In their royal blues
Pettin the window, cuz
I wanna know what itd feel like
If I got to go outside.

And at the bag claim
With eyes peeled for tatters of tags
Flying half-mast
like the flag.

And through the families
We wade in a quest for a cab
Nobody wishes for the things
That they already have.
We relive every misstep that weve made in our lives
And hoard our scary secrets til they wake us at night
And we think we cant escape from it
But maybe we might
If we try to just acknowledge we can do anything right.

You know
Youre the only person that I wanted to like me
Youre the only person that I wanted to like me
All these other motherfucking dipshits can bite me
Youre the only person that I wanted to like me.

I miss coming home to you.
I miss coming home to you.
I miss coming home to you.
I hate coming home.
I hate leaving home.