Bleed On Paper

May never be what you call rockstar

It's cool if I don't get there

I'd die just a sinner with a guitar

Johnny Cash, middle finger in the air

Make a living on what's in a tip jar

Burn out like a neon buzz

I'd be nothing but my old man's son

Or the best damn thing they ever was

But I keep on singing what I know between a minor and a major

I keep pulling at the bittersweet and if it ain't the latest flavor

A little bit devil, a little bit savior

Whole lotta life cutting like a razor

And with some blue ink, a blank page and an ole six-string

I bleed on paper

Yeah, I met a man at the crossroads

Suit and tie with a smile like gold

He tried making me a deal like I had me a 'for sale' sign

Hanging on my soul

Said, all I had to do was change my tune (Change my tune)

I could cash that check

But I don't like the feel of a rattlesnake boot

Heel on my neck

So, I keep on singing what I know between a minor and a major

Keep pulling at the bittersweet and if it ain't the latest flavor

Little bit of devil, little bit of savior

Whole lotta life cutting like a razor

With some blue ink, a blank page and an ole six-string

I bleed on paper

Pouring out my heart, showing these scars

Yeah, that's the part that heals me

Chasing one more song that cuts to the bone

Even if it kills me

But I keep on singing what I know between a minor and a major

I keep pulling at the bittersweet and if it ain't the latest flavor

Running with the devil, riding with the savior

Whole lotta life cutting like a razor

Yeah, with some blue ink, a blank page and an ole six-string

I bleed on paper

I bleed on paper

I bleed on paper

I bleed on paper