Letra

If you leave for Dallas, don't travel by the moon There are wolves out there that like the liars I'll be fine I'll get by, just like I've been known to do Though time to time my mind may run to you On the darker nights, you get me through 'Cause I've spent time on the wrong side of the church door And I've held hands with the devil in more than just one town And then by 40, the stories make you question me I hope by 40 I'm on the right side of the ground I'll build it up so high, only to fall back to the ground Like a thief you stole my heart without a sound So guide me down the darkest road you ever saw Maybe one day I may learn a better way to fall 'Cause I've spent time on the wrong side of the church door And I've held hands with the devil in more than just one town And then by 40, the stories make you question me I hope by 40 I'm on the right side of the ground In my dreams or somewhere that it snows North Dakota or maybe Ohio I need to leave but I cannot let go I don't know if I'll be fine, or better on my own 'Cause I've spent time on the wrong side of the church door And I've held hands with the devil in more than just one town And then by 40, the stories make you question me I hope by 40 I'm on the right side of the ground I pray by 40, I'm on the right side of the ground
Writer(s): Shane Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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