Lyrics:

Pull my mask so tight
Till it pinches my skin
Nerves strung so high
I am a mandolin
Jenny calls from Montana
She's only passing through
Probably never see her again
In this life I guess
Not sure what I'm gonna do
Plug a nightlight in
Leave a porchlight on
Because the small dark corner
Have designs on me
Live like an outlaw
Clutching gold coins in his claw

Room full of ambitious young policemen
Everybody trying to make his mark
I was a red dot
Blinking on the screen up overhead
And when the room went dark
Dream of maybe waking up someday
And wanting you less than I do
This is a dream though
It's never gonna come true
Plug a night light in
Leave the porch light on
Because the small dark corners
Are establishing a colony
Live like an outlaw
Clutching gold coins in his claw

Can't ever set aside the sweetness
Of the days before the crews put up the border
Fields full of wet rain
Cling tight to their memory forever
Think about Montana when I close my eyes
Possibly Jenny's headed east
Count a couple of stray hopes out loud
May their numbers one day be increased
Plug a nightlight in
Leave the porchlight on
Because the small dark corners
Breed like heavy animals
Live like an outlaw
Clutching cold coins in his claw