Burn These Tires

You said it wasn't the drink
You said it's always the same damn thing
And you ain't waiting around for my ass anymore

You said it wasn't the fight
You said it just was last damn time
You're sick of pullin' the fifth of a years long minor chord

And I ain't trying to say that it'll help
Me here being through all kinds of hell
Jimmie B and Jack aw they could tell
I ain't over you
And I got the proof

Lookin at your pictures on the shelf
Thumbin' through a cyber farewell
Thinkin' 'bout them 1960 church bells
Can't hear them anymore
Not anymore

So I'll be driving countryside, a soulless soul
A cast-aside, from no fault but my own
It ain't bad luck, I should've known

Love will fade and winds will blow
And whiskey just don't fix a soul
The Silverado memories all but gone
I'll burn these tires up alone

I think that I was too young
I think I didn't know all I'd done
An irreversible tide that swept your love away

And I don't see you around
Of this one stop light town
They say that distance makes the heart grow fonder
But I can't sip away the pain much longer

So I'll be driving countryside, a soulless soul, a cast-aside
From no fault but my own
It ain't bad luck, I should've known

Love will fade and winds will blow
And whiskey just don't fix a soul
The Silverado memories all but gone
I'll burn these tires up alone

So I'll be driving countryside, a soulless soul, a cast-aside
From no fault but my own
It ain't bad luck, I should've known

Love will fade and winds will blow
And whiskey just don't fix a soul
The Silverado memories all but gone
I'll burn these tires up alone