IN A RUNDOWN MOTEL IN A DESERT TOWN THREE A.M. THERE’S NO ONE AROUND I JUST FINISHED A BOTTLE WAITING FOR IT TO KICK IN
I’M HOPING PRETTY SOON IT WILL SHUT ME DOWN I KNOW IT’S NOT GOOD BUT IT’S THE BEST WAY I FOUND TO KEEP THAT NIGHT FROM COMING BACK AGAIN AND AGAIN
AND IT PLAYS LIKE A RERUN ON A BROKEN SCREEN WITH SO MANY DIFFERENT ANGLES OF THE SAME OLD SCENE AND I LIE HERE AT NIGHT TALKING TO YOU AND REGRETTING ALL THE THINGS I DIDN’T DO LORD IT’S A SAD THING, SUCH A SAD THING
I KEEP SEARCHING FOR A WAY TO MAKE IT RIGHT AS THE CONVERSATION LASTS ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT I KEEP SAYING I’M SORRY AND BEG YOU TO STAY
BUT IT ALWAYS ENDS UP LIKE IT HAS BEFORE I SAY SOMETHING STUPID AND YOU RUN OUT THE DOOR I’M A STUBBORN FOOL AND WATCH YOU DRIVE AWAY
NOW IT PLAYS LIKE A RERUN ON A BROKEN SCREEN WITH SO MANY DIFFERENT ANGLES OF THE SAME OLD SCENE AND I LIE HERE AT NIGHT TALKING TO YOU AND REGRETTING ALL THE THINGS I DIDN’T DO LORD IT’S A SAD THING, SUCH A SAD THING
IF I’D SAID THE RIGHT THINGS I COULD HAVE MADE YOU STAY AND I WOULDN’T BE LIVING THIS NIGHTMARE EVERY DAY
THE TELEPHONE RINGS AND IT’S YOUR DAD I KNOW BY HIS TONE IT MUST BE SOMETHING BAD HE SAID SON I’M SORRY I’VE GOT SOME BAD NEWS
THERE WAS AN ACCIDENT OUT ON THE INTERSTATE THEY RUSHED HER IN BUT IT WAS TOO LATE LORD THEY DID ALL THEY COULD BUT THERE WAS NOTHING MORE THEY COULD DO
AND NOW IT PLAYS LIKE A RERUN ON A BROKEN SCREEN WITH SO MANY DIFFERENT ANGLES OF THE SAME OLD SCENE AND I LIE HERE AT NIGHT TALKING TO YOU AND REGRETTING ALL THE THINGS I DIDN’T DO LORD IT’S A SAD THING, SUCH A SAD THING YA IT’S A SAD THING, SUCH A SAD THING WELL IT’S A SAD, SAD SAD THING