Hell Out Of A Hometown

It ain't the city lights
Begging my heart to leave
This ain't a guitar in the back seat
Chasing dreams kinda thing

I still love the same old same
Everybody knows your name
Football game Friday night

But I can't drive down all those back roads slow after midnight
Can't go to the bar just to be left alone
Can't go to the church on Sunday morning
'Cause all I see is wildfire and brimstone, oh

Might as well board it all up
Might as well shut it all down
God knows it ain't what it was
You made a hell out of a hometown

Who knew the devil drove a black
Ford four by four?
And he would burn me like
Nobody's ever done before, to my core

I wanna stay but gotta go
This place is going up in smoke
Don't matter if you're here, or you're gone

'Cause I can't drive down all those back roads slow after midnight
Can't go to the bar just to be left alone
Can't go to the church on Sunday morning
'Cause all I see is wildfire and brimstone, oh

Might as well board it all up
Might as well shut it all down
God knows it ain't what it was
You made a hell out of a hometown
Hell out of a hometown

Everything that we were's
Everywhere that I turn
You took Heaven on Earth
Left it ashes and dirt

Now I can't drive down all those back roads slow after midnight
Can't go to the bar just to be left alone
Can't go to the church on Sunday morning
'Cause all I see is wildfire and brimstone, oh

Might as well board it all up
Might as well shut it all down
God knows it ain't what it was
You made a hell out of a hometown



Credits
Writer(s): Hillary Lindsey, David Garcia, Summer Ashtyn Overstreet, Priscilla Block
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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