Exit

I will find you at the exit of my highway
I will find you at the bottom of my glass
No drink is strong enough
No drink is strong enough
No drink is strong enough
To still my shaking hand
On a highway west of Davenport in Kansas
In the moonlight of a broken Red Roof Inn
No night is dark enough
To tell you where I’ve been
I will find you in the arms of yet another
I will find you in her medicated eyes
No God is cruel enough
No God is cruel enough
No God is cruel enough
To pay me back in kind
I will find you painting crosses in the courtyard
I will find you walking backwards with a child
No fall is high enough
No fall is high enough
No fall is high enough