Game Theory - Wyoming lyrics

Used to run all night on mood swings And spill our gasoline And play the violin behind the scenes Felt so right to leave you losers Why do I miss you now? How much we give the ghost up When we learned how to get where we're going? Come on home, Wyoming I know that every night you lie And stare at the ceiling Till you start believing it's the sky Never knowing why High on any sheer will measure We run the on-time train But we could call just one off due to rain Sable frenzy, drunks and addicts Do it all the time We could always let one fall behind what we do And pay what we're owing Come on home, Wyoming I know that every night you lie And stare at the ceiling Till you start believing it's the sky Never knowing why