Pull my mask so tight Till it pinches my skin Nerves strung so high I am a mandolin Jenny calls from Montana She's only passing through Probably never see her again In this life I guess Not sure what I'm gonna do Plug a nightlight in Leave a porchlight on Because the small dark corner Have designs on me Live like an outlaw Clutching gold coins in his claw ♪ Room full of ambitious young policemen Everybody trying to make his mark I was a red dot Blinking on the screen up overhead And when the room went dark Dream of maybe waking up someday And wanting you less than I do This is a dream though It's never gonna come true Plug a night light in Leave the porch light on Because the small dark corners Are establishing a colony Live like an outlaw Clutching gold coins in his claw ♪ Can't ever set aside the sweetness Of the days before the crews put up the border Fields full of wet rain Cling tight to their memory forever Think about Montana when I close my eyes Possibly Jenny's headed east Count a couple of stray hopes out loud May their numbers one day be increased Plug a nightlight in Leave the porchlight on Because the small dark corners Breed like heavy animals Live like an outlaw Clutching cold coins in his claw