State Line To State Line

Why can’t you see all that’s missing here?
How do I frame all that’s missing here?
Like Hemingway made whores poetic
Old perceptions of me prophetic of a boy who’d rather flee
Well then we agree
Please don’t think ill of me
I never claimed to know or even want exactly what to do
It seemed like the whole world was screaming «go» but you
Remember me burying all the things I’ve lost?
And I ignored the cost
Saw the lines that define happiness
And a shitty drifter start thinning
Saw a world in a race to the grave
Finally found something that I’m winning
And I’ve got time to think about it
State line to state line
I wanna tell you but wait
State line to state line
Oh but wait, who’s gonna believe me now?
What if I traded the years for pieces of paper to show you I could
Work this out even though I never do?
State line to state line
If I go, would it matter much?
If I stay, would you even know?
And what is home anyway?
What does it matter?
And I’ve got time to think about it
State line to state line
I wanna tell you but wait
State line to state line
Oh but wait, I threw it all away
And I finally found something that I’m winning
And the whole world was screaming «go» but you