I never get lonely
I got these ghosts to keep me company
I took the rearview off of this old Ford so I only see in front of me
Now the past is out of sight and out of mind
Swore I changed, now I’m back chasing these white lines
I’m just a long-haired son of a sinner
Searching for new ways I can get gone
I’m a pedal to the highway if you ever wonder why we write these songs
‘Cause I’m only one drink away from the devil
I’m only one call away from home
Yeah, I’m somewhere in the middle
I guess I’m just a little
Right and wrong
These backroads got me
These pills pretend to be my friend
I’m done for the last time
I’m lying to myself again
I always say that
Now I’m on my way back here somehow
I should know by now
I’m just a long-haired son of a sinner
Searching for new ways I can get gone
I’m a pedal to the highway if you ever wonder why we write these songs
‘Cause I’m only one drink away from the devil
I’m only one call away from home
Yeah, I’m somewhere in the middle
I guess I’m just a little
Right and wrong
Mistakes I made, I paid for them in cash
Walked a million miles on broken glass
I’m feeling like I’m fading
My hearts been slowing breaking
Might pop a pill, and smoke, and maybe drink
Talk to God and tell him what I think
At first, he’s gonna hate me
But eventually, He’ll save me
I’m just a long-haired son of a sinner
Searching for new ways I can get gone
I’m a pedal to the highway if you ever wonder why we write these songs
‘Cause I’m only one drink away from the devil
I’m only one call away from home
Yeah, I’m somewhere in the middle
I guess I’m just a little
Right and wrong
Other lyrics by Jelly Roll:
Backslide
Time has gone by I don’t know why I’m just so stuck on you Hear my soul cry I’ve been so high I might nosedive over you I don’t want the regrets I …
Behind Bars
Most my friends are behind bars They’re servin’ time so I can get long gone, yeah Jack’s got a rap sheet a country mile long We’re thick as …
Born Again
I was born into struggle, born to survive Born in a place that you don’t make it out alive They thought it was over, thought I was dead But you can’t kill a …
Burning
I’ve got violence on the brain You know I’ve learned to love the taste Because it numbs the bit of pain inside of me Where there’s smoke, you know, …
Church
I’m hungover as hell, I’m going through it too It ain’t hard to tell looking at myself in my rearview “I’m sorry, Miss Jackson” …