dylan upchurch - front page lyrics
the airs growing cold tonight
while my sights buried thin
the echoes of the radio
are like tail lights to the wind
i heard the rumors running in town
that i ain’t your only man
tried my best to piece together
the lies and the sins
you’ve been running along tellin your friends how i f-cked it all up
told em’ all im a bad old man and i’ll never be loved
i’ll tell mine how you cheated and you lied and you’re still the same
they’ll be seeing me on the front page
the tar on the gravel road
keeps me between the lines
sure as h-ll ain’t the thought you
and him together tonight
load the barrel in a steady hand
and i white knuckle grip the wheel
gonna meet your judgement day
as i lose my free will
chorus
lookin back there’s a little haze of you and him lying there
guilty man is what i am as they strap me in this chair
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