Washed Out

Washed out all of the things

You left outside my front step

And laid out under the headlight

Shining way down

And left out all of my favorite part

Of my favorite movie

And strolled out under the headlight

Shining the way it's flashing

And I messed up, went and blew my luck on

On those late night drive-ins

And I say the best things

When no ones listening in

And I do believe I must apologize

For everything I said

If I made you think there was

Much more than anticipated

It seems that I am

The pedigree of hospitality

And why's that I'm always three steps

Behind the weighing tree

Left out see what all

You interest imply

I would wait five years if it means

I could have that receipt in my hand

And if it means that

Why can't I see for myself?

I could tell by your expression on your lips

That you could have been bribed

Yeah, that's right

But you're still six back in line

I could see that right now