Mike Cooley, Patterson Hood, Jason Isbell - Heathens lyrics

Something about the wrinkle in
Your forehead tells me
There's a fit about to get thrown
If we get the van out of the ditch before
Morning ain’t nobody got to know what I done
And I never hear a single word you say when
You tell me not to have my fun
It's the same old shit that I
Ain't gonna take off anyone
And I don’t need to be forgiven
By them people in the neighborhood
When we first hooked up
You looked me in the eye
And said Paw, we just ain't no good

We were heathens in their eyes at the time
I guess I am just a Heathen still
And I never have repented from the wrongs
That they say I have done i done what I feel

It was a difficult delivery
Now it's growing up mean and strong
When you tell me that it's getting
Just a little bit tight
Ain't the first time I been outgrown
And I'm gonna push a little harder
She ain't revved till the rods are thrown
I'll walk away

And I don’t need to be forsaken
By you or anybody else
And I never had a shortage
Of people trying to
Warn me about the dangers I pose to myself
Heathens

These times can take their
Toll sometimes and I
Know you feel the same way too
It gets so hard to keep between the ditches
When the roads wind the way they do