Service Road - Better Oblivion Community Center, Phoebe Bridgers, Conor Oberst

You should really call your brother

Someone put up a picture where he can’t stand

He’s holding onto the table

Probably throwing darts or playing cards

Something that he lost made him so mad

Always said it didn’t matter

With a pile of filthy coins clenched in his hands

Asking strangers to forgive him

But he never told them what it is

He did to them that made him feel so bad

Say what you mean and say it now

Don’t state your name, that doesn’t count

Who are you?

Who are you

Looking for?

Thought that he was doing better

A notice of final eviction, he just laughs

Always had a sense of humor

Still joking 'til the bitter end

Well, all those threats he made, can’t walk them back

In and out of indecision

In and out of any options he once had

Farewell, so long

'Til the trouble that you made and hate is gone

Say what you mean and say it now

Don’t throw a fit, quit acting out

Who are you, who are you

Waiting for?

Just go out into the fallin' snow

Just go towards the white in the skylight

Just go past the trucks on the service road

Just go until you feel different