Caitlin Cannon - Amarillo and Little Rock

I've been getting acquainted with the kind of pain
That'll bend your mind and cause it to fray
Bend your knees and force you to pray
Who says people don't change
My doctor tells me I've got a brain
It don't make dopamine and won't think straight
The round one takes the edge away
The red one keeps the blues at bay

Somewhere between Amarillo and Little Rock
He said “You wanna tell me why you failed to abide by the traffic stop”
And I didn't really know the speed I was going just that it wasn't fast enough
Always running behind I never can catch up
I'm breaking down between Amarillo and Little Rock

Why so far from home he asks
But I wasn't there long enough to call it that
The south has lower property tax
I find myself circling back
Do they pad prescription opioid dosage
So he can meet his ticket quota
When he asks me if I'm sober
I say “I really don't know, Sir”

I'm just somewhere between Amarillo and Little Rock
They've got hay for sale by the roll or bale and they grow cash crop
Is there anywhere in middle America people aren't working their asses off
Always running behind they never can catch up
We're breaking down between Amarillo and Little Rock

I'd sooner burn through my reserves and let the wheels come off
Before it'd occur to me that I could stop

Somewhere between Amarillo and Little Rock
It's as good a place as any to just get out and take a walk
Ain't it funny when clarity's hidden in a contradiction or a paradox
Can't begin to get your bearings 'til your good and lost
And breaking down between Amarillo and Little Rock