Backwood Routes
Brand new tires on a passin' road
I'd drive this car 'til them wheels grow old
If only gas were cheaper though
I think I'll just go a mile
I didn't get to sleep last night
Thought I'd see the first daylight
Maybe my bed didn't feel just right
Either way I'm tired
I can't tell if I'm on edge or just hungover
But I'm lyin' if I told you I was fine
When she texted me and said that it was over
I could read between the words of every line
She was raised a Belle Meade girl
Sweet like wine and eyes like pearls
She once meant to me the world
Now she ain't worth my time
Thinking there's another man
Who hugged her tight and held her hand
Now I'm just a one man band
Singin' for a dime
I can't tell if I'm on edge or just hungover
But I'm lyin' if I told you I was fine
When she texted me and said that it was over
I could read between the words of every line
If I didn't love this town
I'd be halfway cross the state by now
Askin' for some help on down the line
Prayin' Lord please hear me out
If you care what I'm talkin' 'bout
These backwood routes ain't helpin' ease my mind
I can't tell if I'm on edge or just hungover
But I'm lyin' if I told you I was fine
When she texted me and said that it was over
I could read between the words of every line
I'd drive this car 'til them wheels grow old
If only gas were cheaper though
I think I'll just go a mile
I didn't get to sleep last night
Thought I'd see the first daylight
Maybe my bed didn't feel just right
Either way I'm tired
I can't tell if I'm on edge or just hungover
But I'm lyin' if I told you I was fine
When she texted me and said that it was over
I could read between the words of every line
She was raised a Belle Meade girl
Sweet like wine and eyes like pearls
She once meant to me the world
Now she ain't worth my time
Thinking there's another man
Who hugged her tight and held her hand
Now I'm just a one man band
Singin' for a dime
I can't tell if I'm on edge or just hungover
But I'm lyin' if I told you I was fine
When she texted me and said that it was over
I could read between the words of every line
If I didn't love this town
I'd be halfway cross the state by now
Askin' for some help on down the line
Prayin' Lord please hear me out
If you care what I'm talkin' 'bout
These backwood routes ain't helpin' ease my mind
I can't tell if I'm on edge or just hungover
But I'm lyin' if I told you I was fine
When she texted me and said that it was over
I could read between the words of every line
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Writer(s): Jackson Maradik, Jack Mara
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