"Off The Map" lyrics

Life goes straight to hell
My phone goes straight to mail
And I go find myself off the map
Lose all track of time
Watch the world go by
It's always alright off the map

Might be on a barstool sipping something cold
Might be on a back porch off a backroad
Might be in an airstream, might be in the gulf stream
Might be in a daydream, who the hell knows?
Laid up in a beach chair, laid up on my couch
Somewhere by my lonesome, somewhere in a crowd
If you can't find me, I ain't lost
Sometimes life's just better off the map

Off the map
Happy where I'm at
Right here off the map

Might take a week or two
And sail right off into
That big ol' patch of blue off the map
Yeah, might start over again
Make myself some new old friends
Somewhere I've never been

Might be on a barstool sipping something cold
Might be on a back porch off a backroad
Might be in an airstream, might be in the gulf stream
Might be in a daydream, who the hell knows?
Laid up in a beach chair, laid up on my couch
Somewhere by my lonesome, somewhere in a crowd
If you can't find me, I ain't lost
Sometimes life's just better off the map

Don't worry, I'm okay
If I go M.I.A. every now and then
It's been too long since I've been

Somewhere on a barstool sipping something cold
Somewhere on a back porch off a backroad
In an airstream, in the gulf stream
In a daydream, who the hell knows?
Laid up in a beach chair, laid up on my couch
Somewhere by my lonesome, somewhere in a crowd
If you can't find me, I ain't lost
Sometimes life's just better off the map

Off the map
Happy where I'm at
Right here off the map

Off the map
Off the map
I'm happy where I'm at
Right here off the map