In A Razor Town Lyrics - Live From Alabama - Jason Isbell & 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 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.