Backroads and broken hearts

(Verse 1)

I came up where the pines kiss the sky,

Dirt road dreams, boots covered in pride,

Mama said, “Son, don’t you lose your light,”

But the world hit hard when my daddy died.

Old Ford sittin’ in the yard, rustin’,

I still hear his voice when that engine’s bustin’,

Told me, “Boy, don’t cry, just trust in God,”

Now I’m out here tryna beat the odds.

(Chorus)

I’ve been ridin’ these backroads, lookin’ for peace,

Tryna find the man I’m supposed to be.

Got a bottle of pain and a pocket of scars,

Singin’ to the moon under broken stars.

Yeah, I’m torn between the dirt and the dream,

Still runnin’ from the ghost in me.

Life cuts deep, but I play my part,

That’s backroads and broken hearts.

(Verse 2)

She left one night, said I loved too wild,

Guess I’m too country, too rough, too styled.

Now her taillights fade in the rearview slow,

I still chase her shadow wherever I go.

Pour one out for the nights I lost,

For the bridges burned and the lines I crossed,

Ain’t no fame, just pain and truth,

That’s the story of a small-town youth.

(Chorus)

I’ve been ridin’ these backroads, lookin’ for peace,

Tryna find the man I’m supposed to be.

Got a bottle of pain and a pocket of scars,

Singin’ to the moon under broken stars.

Yeah, I’m torn between the dirt and the dream,

Still runnin’ from the ghost in me.

Life cuts deep, but I play my part,

That’s backroads and broken hearts.

(Bridge – Rap Verse)

Yeah, cold nights in the Chevy, thinkin’ too heavy,

Lost some friends, this road ain’t steady.

City lights call, but I ain’t ready,

Still got mud on my boots and a heart that’s petty.

Pain made me humble, loss made me tough,

The world knocked me down, but I’m still standin’ up.

You can take the fame, I’ll keep the fight,

I’m just a small-town soul in a neon light.

(Final Chorus)

I’ve been ridin’ these backroads, searchin’ my name,

Tryna turn the hurt into somethin’ that changed.

Got a heart full of fire and a past full of scars,

But I shine my light through these broken bars.

Yeah, I’m torn between the dirt and the dream,

Still runnin’ from the ghost in me.

Life cuts deep, but I play my part,

That’s backroads and broken hearts.