I've seen loneliness She wrapped me up with such tenderness Come in from the darkness on the edge of this three tree town Because it's thicker than the woods out there Settles harder than the cold winter ground Come in from the shadows of these boot

Pressure building Don't push me Let me get off the ground To you I'm no longer bound I need you out of my head You got me close to the edge I'm trapped and my back's up against the wall I see no solution or exit out I'm grinding it out, no one can see

Lady double dealer Get outta my way You got nothing to say I'm gettin' tired of you There ain't no chance Doin' what you wanna do I've been down down down down down Got to get my feet back on the ground I ain't satisfied

Killer, intruder, homicidal man If you see me coming run as fast as you can. I hack up my victims like pieces of meat. I have no remorse for the blood that I spill. A merciless butcher who lives underground. I'm out to destroy and I will cut you down.

Holding nothing There's a bottomless pit that we've been climbing from Just to get on level ground Shake your seasick legs around Dead of winter in a logo town Signs of life are soft and flickering Need a bed to lay my body down Dead weight to carry down

And set this circus down And we go rolling down this highway Chasing all our crazy dreams I've gone your way and you've gone my way And everywhere in between One of these days we'll find a piece of ground Just outside of some sleepy little town Sometimes

It's all I can All I can think about is you It's all I can do Fish fell out of water Bird stuck on the ground Chaos giving orders Everything is upside down Whole world's gonna fly by I wonder where they'll go, oh

I did the best I could Flying high in the friendly sky So stupid minded Nobody understood Without leaving the ground Rest of the folks are tired and weary And have laid their bodies down I go to the place where danger waits And its bound to forsake me

Tear our t-shirts in the cotton patch behind the barn Tear up some turnip greens on some river bottom ground Or find some muscadines up on a hill Let’s get tangled in the tassels of some ten foot corn Get lost out in the rye grass lay a blanket in the

Just a mile outside of town All along the floodline The hills roll out like centuries Pass by without a sound Oh country down Where I found my proving ground Wheels are turning around Down river bound Where the lemon tea sky fell down