The Last Lie I Told

i'm in a parking lot by myself
it's quarter to nine and i've been here since 5:45
oh, there's no one but i can see some flickering lights
oh, i can hear some dogs yeah, barking in the back yards
yeah i smell gasoline
wish the sky were open
'cause if there weren't those trees
i think i could see
i think i could see for miles the city
for miles the city
is just beyond those clouds
i guess this is what it's like to be yeah, really down
and holding out for something
remembering the warm nights
remembering the open arms of two years ago
oh there's nothing like this parking lot
and seeing the stars in morning
i can see them from where i'm lying, yeah
i can feel the cold, cold pavement against my skin
and it's tingling,
it's tingling,
it's tingling.