Dirt Road to Hell
I know where you've been, I know where she lives
I know everything, you didn't think I did
Yeah, I bet it's why you're on the quarter tank
When we filled it up just the other day
While I've been sleeping and you've been sneaking around
This road you've been on ain't nothing but a dead end now
You always take main, but lately, there's a lot of red dust
Round the wheels of your Chevrolet
And that hair tie found on my side, it ain't mine
All that's left to say is you can stay in that bed you made
So take that truck, take the lies you tell
And take that dirt road, take that dirt road straight to hell
I took all your shit, I threw it on the porch
They say it's gonna rain, God, I hope it pours
Hope you wind up stuck in a ditch with your washed-up side piece, bitch
You always take main, but lately, there's a lot of red dust
Round the wheels of your Chevrolet
And that hair tie found on my side, it ain't mine
All that's left to see is you can stay in that bed you made
So take that truck, take the lies you tell
And take that dirt road, take that dirt road straight to hell
I know where you've been, I know where she lives
I know everything, you didn't think I did
You always take main, but lately, there's a lot of red dust
Round the wheels of your Chevrolet
And that hair tie found on my side, it ain't mine
All that's left to see is you can stay in that bed you made
So take that truck, take the lies you tell
And take that dirt road, take that dirt road straight to hell
I know everything, you didn't think I did
Yeah, I bet it's why you're on the quarter tank
When we filled it up just the other day
While I've been sleeping and you've been sneaking around
This road you've been on ain't nothing but a dead end now
You always take main, but lately, there's a lot of red dust
Round the wheels of your Chevrolet
And that hair tie found on my side, it ain't mine
All that's left to say is you can stay in that bed you made
So take that truck, take the lies you tell
And take that dirt road, take that dirt road straight to hell
I took all your shit, I threw it on the porch
They say it's gonna rain, God, I hope it pours
Hope you wind up stuck in a ditch with your washed-up side piece, bitch
You always take main, but lately, there's a lot of red dust
Round the wheels of your Chevrolet
And that hair tie found on my side, it ain't mine
All that's left to see is you can stay in that bed you made
So take that truck, take the lies you tell
And take that dirt road, take that dirt road straight to hell
I know where you've been, I know where she lives
I know everything, you didn't think I did
You always take main, but lately, there's a lot of red dust
Round the wheels of your Chevrolet
And that hair tie found on my side, it ain't mine
All that's left to see is you can stay in that bed you made
So take that truck, take the lies you tell
And take that dirt road, take that dirt road straight to hell
Credits
Writer(s): Josh Mirenda, Faren Rachels, Kasey Tyndall, Nick Columbia, Reid Haughton, Gary Garris
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