[Verse 1]
Boot prints on the church house steps, red dirt and last night’s sins
Whiskey on my Sunday breath, smoke still stuck in my skin
That pistol’s heavy on my hip, like a sin I can’t wash off
Every time I swear I’ll quit, someone ends up in the ground I walked
[Pre‑Chorus]
I ain’t prayed in a long damn time
But the steeple keeps watching me like a trial
[Chorus]
I ruin everything I touch
Turn good love into tail lights, gold rings into rust
Every town I ride through learns my name in blood
Got a past full of crosses, not a one I can outrun
On these church house steps at dawn, with my back against the Son
I ruin everything I touch… even this gun
[Verse 2]
Barroom bibles, motel walls, written in ash and lies
She traced halos on my arm, said there’s still a man inside
But this cursed cold piece of steel, knows the blood on both my hands
Every grudge I swore I’d heal, it just talked me into taking a stand
[Pre‑Chorus]
I hear choirs in the sheriff’s lights
Like the angels showed up just to watch me fight
[Chorus]
I ruin everything I touch
Turn sweet lips into goodbye, soft hearts into dust
Every vow I ever made got buried in the mud
Got a past full of coffins, and I’m the common cut
On these church house steps at dusk, stained glass on my knuckles
I ruin everything I touch… even your trust
[Bridge]
Bell tower ringing like it’s counting off my sins
Pistol whispering, “pull me,” while the preacher looks within
I see a shadow in that doorway with a Bible to their chest
Mouths, “Son, you ain’t too far gone,” but I’m already halfway west Thunder in the distance sounds like God just cocked a gun
If He’s aiming for my shadow, I won’t even try to run
[Break / Drop‑Chorus- soft]
’Cause I ruin everything I touch
Put holes in every promise, drag heaven through the dust
If redemption’s in that river, I’ll just turn it into mud
Got a heart like a bullet, only language I know’s blunt
On these church house steps alone, spitting blood into my palms
I ruin everything I touch…
I ruin everything I touch
[Outro/ whisper]
So I lay that pistol down, right there by the chapel door
Say if You want this cursed thing, it ain’t mine no more
Then I walk off in the sunrise, with the sirens waking up
Leaving one thing in this town I didn’t burn or blow up…
’Cause I ruin everything I touch