Paloma R - Not Earned lyrics

You're washed up but dressed up and on your way You must feel pretty safe With all your records around you And at stops would you call me up to say I guessed the many ways that each new state would depress you And if your luck is made when you're born, not earned, that's rotten for you All your plans end on the interstate But start up in each new place I was too tough to take noke of And they say, home is the only place That's more fun when you're away Than these long streets that we sleep down As long as you stay on the move Will you think it's getting better?