LECADE - Backroad lyrics
[LECADE - Backroad lyrics]
I swore I'd never fall in love again
I guess this doesn't end
I tried to call you, sent a message
To your mom and them
I hate the way it feels
Shit is getting old
Trying my best to keep my truck
From wrapping around a pole
I'm as high right now as a price of gas
I feel as low as the chances of her coming back
I've got the pedal to the black top
Sixer on the seat
Silence through the speakers
Should a hid my keys
Smoke rolling out the windows
Bloodshot in my eyes
Your pictures on the dash
You're still running through my mind
Been driving all night
But there's nowhere to go
I've been hurting
I've been swerving
This never gets you back road
I got one that takes me to the bar
One that takes me to church
One that takes me to the party
When that church don't work
Only takes me to the house
It's just how I get around
Got one to take me back to Jackson
I got the pedal to the black top
Sixer on the seat
Silence through the speakers
Should a hid my keys
Smoke rolling out the window
Bloodshot in my eyes
Your pictures on the dash
You're still running through my mind
Been driving all night
But there's nowhere to go
I've been hurting
I've been swerving in on
This never get you back road
This never get you back road
This never get you back road
Yeah, I'll never get you back in the back seat
I'll never see them brown eyes staring back at me
I've got the pedal to the black top
Sixer on the seat
Silence through the speakers
Should a hid my keys
Smoke rolling out the window
Bloodshot in my eyes
Your pictures on the dash
You're still running through my mind
I've been driving I'm out
But there is nowhere to go
I've been hurting
I've been swerving (ooh)
This never get you back road
This never get you back road
I guess this doesn't end
I tried to call you, sent a message
To your mom and them
I hate the way it feels
Shit is getting old
Trying my best to keep my truck
From wrapping around a pole
I'm as high right now as a price of gas
I feel as low as the chances of her coming back
I've got the pedal to the black top
Sixer on the seat
Silence through the speakers
Should a hid my keys
Smoke rolling out the windows
Bloodshot in my eyes
Your pictures on the dash
You're still running through my mind
Been driving all night
But there's nowhere to go
I've been hurting
I've been swerving
This never gets you back road
I got one that takes me to the bar
One that takes me to church
One that takes me to the party
When that church don't work
Only takes me to the house
It's just how I get around
Got one to take me back to Jackson
I got the pedal to the black top
Sixer on the seat
Silence through the speakers
Should a hid my keys
Smoke rolling out the window
Bloodshot in my eyes
Your pictures on the dash
You're still running through my mind
Been driving all night
But there's nowhere to go
I've been hurting
I've been swerving in on
This never get you back road
This never get you back road
This never get you back road
Yeah, I'll never get you back in the back seat
I'll never see them brown eyes staring back at me
I've got the pedal to the black top
Sixer on the seat
Silence through the speakers
Should a hid my keys
Smoke rolling out the window
Bloodshot in my eyes
Your pictures on the dash
You're still running through my mind
I've been driving I'm out
But there is nowhere to go
I've been hurting
I've been swerving (ooh)
This never get you back road
This never get you back road