(Composição: Andrew Farriss, J.D. Fortune, Marty Casey, Jordis Unga) Falling asleep at the wheel again baby You're drifting over the line (the line) yeah Your hands are tight but you're losing grip quickly Fix me, can you read the signs? Thumbing your way to Vegas, dirty And dreaming of the other side Save your tears and laughter Because it doesn't matter what you find It ain't pretty After the show It ain't pretty when the pretty leaves you With no place to go If you think you need it Here's the place to feed it But it ain't pretty With everything that you do is wrong And you fell like you can barely survive yeah When those around you are crumbling downwards Buried in the sunset alive Thumbing your way to Vegas, dirty And screaming like you're back from hell Save your dreams and occupations Cos' it doesn't matter what you sell It ain't pretty After the show It ain't pretty when the pretty leaves you With no place to go If you think you want it Here's the place to get it But it ain't pretty The party's over and the road is long The party's over and we're moving on The party's over and the road is long So if you think you want it Then just come out and say it It aint pretty Falling asleep at the wheel again baby You're drifting over the line (the line) You're hands are tight but you're losing grip quickly Fix me, can you read the signs Thumbing your way to Vegas, dirty And dreaming like you're outta control Save your tears and laughter Because this is the ride And this is the show It ain't pretty After the show It ain't pretty when the pretty leaves you With no place to go So if you think you want it Just come in and get it It ain't pretty
