Almost inspired but not quite
Now its another Golden, Colorado night
These seem endless out of town
Now I'm just drowning and waiting for the sun to go down
The dim light shining off the bottles
Reflections showing unwanted faces
While the ignorance on the radio drones on and on
I'd rather be dead in California
Than spend another day in Arizona
I've cursed my geography
Another night an empty dive
It seems I've got the lowest of a life
But even lowlifes still have dreams
Sometimes cut just like movies scenes
The dim light shining off the bottles
Reflections showing unwanted faces
While the ignorance on the radio drones on and on
I'd rather be dead in California
Than spend another day in Arizona
I've cursed my geography
A foolish head a calloused heart
But I've been broken and defaced ever since the very start
I think I done had all my fun
Sometimes the people you'd take a bullet for are holding the gun
The dim light shining off the bottles
Reflections showing unwanted faces
While the ignorance on the radio goes on and on
I'd rather be dead in California
Than spend another day in Arizona
I've cursed my geography