Pull my mask so tight
Til it pinches my skin
Nerves strung so high
I am a mandolin
Jenny calls from Montana
She's only pa**ing through
Probably never see her again in this life, I guess
Not sure what I'm gonna do
Plug a night light in
Leave the porch light on
Because the small dark corners 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 a screen up overhead
And then 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 outloud
May their numbers one day be increased
Plug a night light in
Leave the porch light on
Because the small dark corners breathe like heavy animals
Live like an outlaw
Clutching gold coins in his claw