Midnight in Canandaigua

This town looks so different at midnight
I've never seen her streets so subdued

I drove out here to remember
That's seven bucks I won't get back soon

I know you don't wanna hear it because it's so cliche
But I just wanted to tell you how much I've thrown away

And I'll admit it's unhealthy and someday I'll pay
But I just wanted to indulge myself today

Walking through the front door and swearing I won't be long
Unlike the man who's been there since he got back from Nome

My regards to the cold wind I wanted to feel numb
But now I just want to talk to someone

I'd like to drive a little longer and listen to the static
But when am I not being over dramatic

When the lights of Lyons come into view
I'll be home asleep and can forget of you