I got a hurt that sticks to me like the smell of campfire smoke
I run fast but all my problems follow me to Mexico
Sick of my body, sick of my name, sick of my telephone
All the things that cause me pain are the things I can't let go
Rivers and highways
Every road that I take gets me lost
Crooked on the straight lines
Broken like a tail light that needs fixin' once again
This ain't how the story ends
There's a good thing coming just around the bend
Road signs I don't recognize, never felt so far from home
Ain't it funny how in the middle of a crowd, I can feel so damn alone
Missing my mother, missing my faith, missing myself the most
The things that keep me up at night are the things I'll never know
Rivers and highways
Every road that I take gets me lost
Crooked on the straight lines
Broken like a tail light that needs fixin' once again
This ain't how the story ends
There's a good thing coming just around the bend
Oh, Sick of my body, sick of my name, sick of my telephone
All the things that cause me pain are the things I can't let go
Rivers and highways
Every road that I take gets me lost
Crooked on the straight lines
Broken like a tail light that needs fixin' once again
This ain't how the story ends
There's a good thing coming
Oh no, this ain't how the story ends
There's a good thing coming just around the bend
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