Road dogs are built for sleepin' in I've been up since 4 AM At your worst, you're better than my better days There ain't been no Sun in LA Since you moved out of Sarah's place I love your mother's stories 'bout you as a kid I heard you scored a job in the East Village Well, workin' for some folks who don't know your name Well, ain't you gonna miss all of them wasted days? We'd sit around, drinkin' out at Sarah's place Don't come back, lover, I'm proud you're under the skyline We always knew you were the better half of our good times Those backyard lights don't shine as bright without your face Out at Sarah's place And you called to talk just last week I'm still fallin' apart like I'll always be And your picnic chair is just sittin' there in the yard And I had to sell my old guitar Don't come back, lover, I'm proud you're under the skyline We always knew you were the better half of our good times Those backyard lights don't shine as bright without your face Out at Sarah's place You'll always be a piece of mine, a piece of mine We drove that road we know at least a million times I'm so damn tired of seein' that empty drive Out at Sarah's place Don't come back, lover, I'm proud you're under the skyline We always knew you were the better half of our good times Those backyard lights don't shine as bright without your face Out at Sarah's place Oh, hey Mm, mm Plane tickets have gotten awfully expensive But I got mine for the price of a Gibson