Go On, Baby

Diner booth, two a.m. Coffee cold, talkin' again You got that look, the one I know The one that says you gotta go I trace the cracks in the vinyl seat You check your phone, tap your feet Some love's just a borrowed dress Looks good but never really fits, I guess So go on, take the highway Go on, find your new day I'll be here when the night gets long Singing the same old sad song Go on, baby, go on First time you held my hand We were standing in the sand Said the ocean made you feel small I guess I'm not the ocean, not at all I kept your note in a shoebox With the tickets and the broken locks Every word you ever wrote Now just fuel for the smoke So go on, take the highway Go on, find your new day I'll be here when the night gets long Singing the same old sad song Go on, baby, go on And if you ever think of me On some coast, by some sea Just know I'm fine, I learned to lie I'm good at waving goodbye Diner booth, two a.m. Coffee cold, talking to myself again You're gone, and that's okay I'll be alright someday