Department Store

You used to smoke cigarettes And work at a department store Say you don't know who that girl was anymore Driving that car your parents bought You were fifteen when you started drinking alcohol I know you as you are now You don't do what you want You let your own heart down Wish I could take you, take you with me Let you hit the open road Instead of a one-way street I know you I know your soul Your parents were gospel They gave birth to rock and roll I can feel you now You're eating up my bones I wish I could be the one To guide you home I wish I could be the one To guide you home There's two types of people We hate 'em both Listening to the interstate love song While the highway's closed I only get you in bits and pieces The occasional afternoon Wrapped up in my sheets, yeah I know you I know your soul Your parents were gospel They gave birth to rock and roll I can feel you now You're eating up my bones I wish I could be the one To guide you home I wish I could be the one To guide you home I know you I know your soul Your parents were gospel They gave birth to rock and roll I can feel you now You're eating up my bones I wish I could be the one To guide you home I wish I could be the one To guide you home I wish I could be the one To guide you home I wish I could be the one To guide you home