Out at the Bar Again

Another night out at the bar

Chasing something never there

Neon lights and crowded rooms

Trying to find a little air

God, why am I standing here

When I know how this thing ends?

A ringing head, an empty pocket

And regrets I call my friends

But every time I tell myself

"Boy, you're staying home tonight"

A whisper says I'm missing out

And pulls me toward the lights

So here I am again

Drinking and playing pool

Trying out my pickup lines

Looking like a fool

I know there's got to be more

Than this merry-go-round spin

But until I learn to listen

Here I am again

Thinking maybe tonight's the night

When deep down I know it's not

Still chasing shadows in the neon

Looking for what can't be bought

The music's loud, the laughter's cheap

The stories all sound the same

Everybody here is searching

Just using different names

A pretty smile across the room

A glass raised in the air

But what I'm really hungry for

Ain't ever waiting there

But every time I tell myself

"Boy, you're staying home tonight"

A whisper says I'm missing out

And pulls me toward the lights

So here I am again

Drinking and playing pool

Trying out my pickup lines

Looking like a fool

I know there's got to be more

Than this merry-go-round spin

But until I learn to listen

Here I am again

Thinking maybe tonight's the night

When deep down I know it's not

Still chasing shadows in the neon

Looking for what can't be bought

One of these days I'll understand

What You were trying to show me

That the thing I've been searching for

Was never in front of me

You had a road I could've walked

If I'd trusted what You said

Instead of running after echoes

Till my spirit felt half dead

But every time I tell myself

"Boy, you're staying home tonight"

A whisper says I'm missing out

And pulls me toward the lights

Here I am again

Drinking and playing pool

Trying out my pickup lines

Looking like a fool

Lord, I know You've got something better

Waiting down the road

Maybe one day I'll stop running

And let You carry the load

But until that lesson finally sticks

And I quit chasing what I've lost

Here I am beneath the neon

Counting up the cost