"Dirt Road Bender" lyrics
(Dirt road bender)
(Grave at the end of a dirt road bender)
(Dirt road bender)
(Grave at the end of a dirt road)
Every time I hear your name, it reminds me
I wouldn't choose you over this cigarette
Two lane two-tone runnin' empty
This pain you left ain't over yet
I'm half buzzed shooting bullets at the stop sign
About a half a mile out from your place
Tell me, did you think I'd end up losing my mind?
I'm finding my
Grave at the end of a dirt road bender
Smoke in the air and mud on the fender
'Cause I ain't been sober since last September
(Finding my) I'm finding my
Peace at the bottom of the bottle I'm drinking
Tears on the floorboard, driveshaft creaking
Little less you and a lot less thinking
Finding my, I'm finding my
Grave at the end of a dirt road bender
(Grave at the end of a dirt road bender)
Finding my grave at the end of a dirt road bender
(Grave at the end of a dirt road) Mm
You ain't been nothing but a cheater and a liar since we first met
Worse for me than needles and bottles and thirty Percocets
Got me feeling hopeless and hollow, laying alone in bed
But tonight, I'm finding my
Grave at the end of a dirt road bender
Smoke in the air and mud on the fender
'Cause I ain't been sober since last September
(Finding my) I'm finding my
Peace at the bottom of the bottle I'm drinking
Tears on the floorboard, driveshaft creaking
Little less you and a lot less thinking
Finding my, I'm finding my
Grave at the end of a dirt road bender
(Grave at the end of a dirt road bender)
Finding my grave at the end of a dirt road bender
(Grave at the end of a dirt road)
Every time I hear your name, it reminds me
I wouldn't choose you over this cigarette
Two lane two-tone runnin' empty
While I'm finding my
Grave at the end of a dirt road bender
Smoke in the air and mud on the fender
'Cause I ain't been sober since last September
(Finding my) I'm finding my
Peace at the bottom of the bottle I'm drinking
Tears on the floorboard, driveshaft creaking
Little less you and a lot less thinking
Finding my, I'm finding my
Grave at the end of a dirt road bender
(Grave at the end of a dirt road bender)
Finding my grave at the end of a dirt road bender
(Grave at the end of a dirt road) Mm
(Grave at the end of a dirt road bender)
(Dirt road bender)
(Grave at the end of a dirt road)
Every time I hear your name, it reminds me
I wouldn't choose you over this cigarette
Two lane two-tone runnin' empty
This pain you left ain't over yet
I'm half buzzed shooting bullets at the stop sign
About a half a mile out from your place
Tell me, did you think I'd end up losing my mind?
I'm finding my
Grave at the end of a dirt road bender
Smoke in the air and mud on the fender
'Cause I ain't been sober since last September
(Finding my) I'm finding my
Peace at the bottom of the bottle I'm drinking
Tears on the floorboard, driveshaft creaking
Little less you and a lot less thinking
Finding my, I'm finding my
Grave at the end of a dirt road bender
(Grave at the end of a dirt road bender)
Finding my grave at the end of a dirt road bender
(Grave at the end of a dirt road) Mm
You ain't been nothing but a cheater and a liar since we first met
Worse for me than needles and bottles and thirty Percocets
Got me feeling hopeless and hollow, laying alone in bed
But tonight, I'm finding my
Grave at the end of a dirt road bender
Smoke in the air and mud on the fender
'Cause I ain't been sober since last September
(Finding my) I'm finding my
Peace at the bottom of the bottle I'm drinking
Tears on the floorboard, driveshaft creaking
Little less you and a lot less thinking
Finding my, I'm finding my
Grave at the end of a dirt road bender
(Grave at the end of a dirt road bender)
Finding my grave at the end of a dirt road bender
(Grave at the end of a dirt road)
Every time I hear your name, it reminds me
I wouldn't choose you over this cigarette
Two lane two-tone runnin' empty
While I'm finding my
Grave at the end of a dirt road bender
Smoke in the air and mud on the fender
'Cause I ain't been sober since last September
(Finding my) I'm finding my
Peace at the bottom of the bottle I'm drinking
Tears on the floorboard, driveshaft creaking
Little less you and a lot less thinking
Finding my, I'm finding my
Grave at the end of a dirt road bender
(Grave at the end of a dirt road bender)
Finding my grave at the end of a dirt road bender
(Grave at the end of a dirt road) Mm
