I guess I grew up on an old dirt road
Pedal to the metal, always did what I was told
’Til I found out that my brand new clothes
Came second-hand from the rich kids next door
Mama did her best just to keep the lights on
Daddy was a ghost by the time I was gone
And the good Lord knows I never fit the mold
I was born with a fire and a heart ice cold
When I grew up fast, I guess I grew up mean
There’s a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain’t seen
Now I just wander through a real bad dream
Feelin’ like I’m comin’ apart at the seams
Me, the bottle, and the devil makes three
Burnin’ down bridges where my soul used to be
Tryin’ to drown demons that won’t set me free
Ain’t no savin’ what’s left of me
Yeah, me, the bottle, and the devil makes three
I made peace with pain, wore shame like a crown
Took a match to my name in a no-name town
And love don’t stick when your heart’s gone numb
So I left before the morning ever came undone
I’ve seen friends turn to ghosts, dreams turn to dust
Built walls ‘round my heart ‘cause I forgot how to trust
And I pray some nights, though I know it won’t help
When you’re runnin’ from hell, you just run into yourself
Yeah, I grew up fast, I guess I grew up hard
With a fistful of scars and a wrecked-up heart
Now I’m drivin’ through the dark in a beat-down dream
Feelin’ like I’m breakin’ at the goddamn seams
Me, the bottle, and the devil makes three
Burnin’ down bridges where my soul used to be
Tryin’ to drown demons that won’t set me free
Ain’t no savin’ what’s left of me
Yeah, me, the bottle, and the devil makes three
Ain’t no halo hangin’ over my head
Just a long list of things I should’ve done instead
But I keep on runnin’, can’t stop the bleed
Guess the devil found a home in a heart like me
Me, the bottle, and the devil makes three
Burnin’ down hope like a slow disease
I ain’t proud of the man they see
But this hell feels like home to me
Yeah, me, the bottle, and the devil makes three
Yeah, me… the bottle…
And the devil makes three…
V3rz