Dirt (Dirty Old Boots)

Been feeling all the highs and lows of the ruthless game
Been pushin' me against the flow on a two-way lane
You've been givin me the same old, usual thing
Seven million reasons why to flee the scene
So I, so I fled the scene

I should've known better
Than to take some other man's hand
Grab him by the waist in forty five seconds
I need
A little something to play me
Right like the hook of the song that you sang
My roads, always converging
Going a hundred thousand on a five mile street
I run, run in the morning
But at night I find you next to me

I got you tied round my neck like a horseshoe chain
Run you through the mud and bring you back to me
Ridin' through the river flowin' in my veins
The dirt on my boots will always be the same
My dirty old boots will always be the same

Been goin' thru the same old motions day by day, frame by frame
Keeping my momentum high so I don't lose my way
Kiss you in the backseat
Leave you in the backstreet
People saying you ain't coming back for me
Then they see you stay

Cause I don't know better
Than to take some other man's hand
Grab him by the waist in four-to-five seconds
Then need
That little something to play me
Right like the hook of the song that you sang
My words, always diverging
Firin' five hundred thousand on a five mile street
I run, run in the morning
But at night I find you next to me

I got you tied round my neck like a horseshoe chain
Run you through the mud and bring you back to me
Ridin' through the river flowin' in my veins
The dirt on my boots will always be the same
My dirty ol' boots will always be the same

Been feeling all the highs and lows of the ruthless game
Been pushin' me against the flow on a two-way lane

(Yea-yeah, yeah yeah)
(Yea-yeah, yeah, yeah yea-yeah)
(Yea-yeah, yea-yeah, yea-yeah)
(Yeaa-yeah)

I got you tied round my neck like a horseshoe chain
Run you through the mud and bring you back to me
Ridin' through the river flowin' in my veins
The dirt on my boots will always be the

Tied round my neck like a horseshoe chain
Run you through the mud and bring you back to me
Ridin' through the river flowin' in my veins
The dirt on my boots will always be the same (the same)
My boots will always be the same (the same)

Always be the same (the same)
The same (same)
My dirty old boots will always be the same