Lyrics

(This never get you backroad, oh) 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, shoulda 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 on This never get you backroad (oh, never get you backroad) 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, shoulda 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 on This never get you backroad (oh, never get you backroad) This never get you backroad (oh) This never get you backroad 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, shoulda 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 all night, but there's nowhere to go I've been hurting, I've been swerving on This never get you backroad (oh, never get you backroad) This never get you backroad
Writer(s): Eddie Eberle, Cade Brinkley, Beau Bailey, James Colson Miracle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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