Private Backroad - Jafrass & Poppinz

I swore I'd never fall in love again I guess this doesn't end I tried to call you, sent a message to your mom and them I hate the way it feels Shit is getting old Trying my best to keep my truck from wrapping around a pole I'm as high right now as a price of gas I feel as low as the chances of her coming back I've got the pedal to the black top Sixer on the seat Silence through the speakers Should a hid my keys Smoke rolling out the windows Bloodshot in my eyes Your pictures on the dash You're still running through my mind Been driving all night But there's nowhere to go I've been hurting I've been swerving This never gets you back road I got one that takes me to the bar One that takes me to church One that takes me to the party when that church don't work Only takes me to the house It's just how I get around Got one to take me back to Jackson I got the pedal to the black top Sixer on the seat Silence through the speakers Should a hid my keys Smoke rolling out the window Bloodshot in my eyes Your pictures on the dash You're still running through my mind Been driving all night But there's nowhere to go I've been hurting I've been swerving in on This never get you back road This never get you back road This never get you back road Yeah, I'll never get you back in the back seat I'll never see them brown eyes staring back at me I've got the pedal to the black top Sixer on the seat Silence through the speakers Should a hid my keys Smoke rolling out the window Bloodshot in my eyes Your pictures on the dash You're still running through my mind I've been driving I'm out But there is nowhere to go I've been hurting I've been swerving (ooh) This never get you back road This never get you back road

It's 1:08 wide awake when I hear that Special ring stomach sinks 'cause you know I'm already pulling out the drive I'm up and I'll be there in five I'm turning right at a light when it hits me You feed me lies to put your hands on my body I'm helpless in the morning light Knowing I fell for it a hundred times Finally put my foot down on the gas Speeding past your place on my left I swear it's like a drug when you're holding me But I got the remedy I know exactly what I need I'm gonna scream your name at the windshield Tell the rain how stupid I feel Unleash every tear on the wheel crank the radio Every old country song about letting go Keeping my eyes on the road and off the rearview My mind between the lines and nowhere near you 'Cause driving this car right back into your arms ain't what's gonna fix me I just need a little backroad therapy It's two o'clock on the dot and you text me "Where you at?" you don't know I'm already 30 miles out of town And I don't think I'm turning around 'Cause Jo Dee's singing "Bye bye, catch ya later" Keep that lead foot on the accelerator But I still hear your voice echo in my head So I turn it up to tenand drive until I'm over it I'm gonna scream your name at the windshield Tell the rain how stupid I feel Unleash every tear on the wheel crank the radio Every old country song about letting go Keeping my eyes on the road and off the rearview My mind between the lines and nowhere near you 'Cause driving this car right back into your arms ain't what's gonna fix me I just need a little backroad therapy I'm not changing' my mind or my direction Let this dashboard hear my confession I'm gonna scream your name at the windshield Tell the rain how stupid I feel Unleash every tear on the wheel crank the radio Every old country song about letting you go Keeping my eyes on the road and off the rearview My mind between the lines and nowhere near you Driving this car right back into your arms ain't what's gonna fix me I just need a little backroad therapy (a little backroad, a little backroad therapy) Need a little backroad therapy (a little backroad, a little backroad therapy) 'Cause I need a little backroad therapy

If I go M.I.A. right around sunset time After a long hard day, you know where you can find My Chevy dust cloud stir, behind some Goodrich tires Way past the trespass sign by the barbed wire Bulldog koozie wrapped around the bottle If you don't see me 'til tomorrow Blame it on a two-lane, no-name Way out in the middle of nowhere Where that gravel gets you flying Like a free bird, reverb One hand out the window like I don't care But I'm gonna keep on driving 'Til there's peace of mind way deep down in my soul If I got country on the radio You can blame it on a backroad Yeah, blame it on a backroad If you can't call me up it's 'cause I ditched my phone Somewhere in my backseat, yeah, I may not come home For like a day or two, don't worry, I ain't lost Just had to shake a little rust off Blame it on a two-lane, no-name Way out in the middle of nowhere Where that gravel gets you flying Like a free bird, reverb One hand out the window like I don't care But I'm gonna keep on driving 'Til there's peace of mind way deep down in my soul If I got static on the radio You can blame it on a back road Yeah, blame it on a back road If I got a bulldog koozie wrapped around the bottle If you don't see me 'til tomorrow Aw yeah, nobody worry, I ain't in no hurry So don't you come looking for me Blame it on a two-lane, no-name Way out in the middle of nowhere Where that gravel gets you flying Like a free bird, reverb One hand out the window like I don't care But I'm gonna keep on driving 'Til there's peace of mind way deep down in my soul If I got Waylon on the radio You can blame it on a backroad Yeah, blame it on a backroad Go on and blame it on the backroad Yeah, you know, on the backroad