In a Razor Town - Jason Isbell and The 400 Unit

In a razor town

You take whoever you think you can keep around

There’s an echoed sound

That permeates the sidewalk where she shuffles 'round

It’s a big machine

It used to be the avenue of changing dreams

She’s a lonely thing

Sweeping up the glitter while she pulls the strings

Take a long last look

Before she turns to stone

What the last man took

And what was long, long gone

The way it used to be…

I wasn’t there to see it working properly

Now it seems to me

Both of you are suffering

I’ve heard her say

That you’re the only reason she’s alive today

I just turned away

Thinking maybe she was right

So say your last goodbye

Make it short and sweet

There ain’t no way for you to fly

With her hanging on your feet

Let her go out if she wants to

If she don’t, go out yourself

Don’t take sorry for an answer

Unless you really want what’s left

Cause in a razor town

The only thing that matters tends to bring you down

There’s no way around

But maybe you can barrel through

Cause a razor ain’t no good for you