On the way home
The fires are burning out
But where living in silence
Feeling like time
Is always running out
But where living like violence
We even like violence
Too tired
Of all the hooks the bars and
The living outside
Hanging on the wire
Play the part they said and
You'll never get tired
You'll never get tired
It was a road side romance
Loving on the quiet
A road side romance
Loving on the quiet
Digging our holes
We're in, we're out
We're in but
We keep it in inside
Breaking our bones
Burning skin for those
Who keep it inside them
Keep it inside them
It was a road side romance
Loving on the quiet
A road side romance
Loving on the quiet
