Shoot the Driver - Pede

Shout-out from the bottom of my lungs A plague on both your houses This thing, it's a family affair It's drawing out my weakness Big boys don't cry They don't ask why There was a time when a moment like this Wouldn't ever cross my mind The sun will rise with my name on your lips 'Cause everything will change tonight I want to be back on the ground Where my feet touch my shadow I want to dig my heels in the dirt Feel it break between all of my toes Anything to stop floating around Drag me down back down below Take breath and push the anger down Try to remember calmness Big boys don't cry They don't ask why There was a time when a moment like this Wouldn't ever cross my mind The sun will rise with my name on your lips 'Cause everything will change tonight Hey now, what's the gravity upon your face? Aren't I the one who's bleeding? Real men, always thinking with our fists My turn to be the victim Big boys don't cry They don't ask why There was a time when a moment like this Wouldn't ever cross my mind The sun will rise with my name on your lips 'Cause everything will change tonight There was a time when a moment like this Wouldn't ever cross my mind The sun will rise with my name on your lips 'Cause everything will change tonight

I'm an engine driver On a long run, on a long run Would I were beside her She's a long one, such a long one And if you don't love me, let me go And if you don't love me, let me go I'm a county lineman On the high line, on the high line So will be my grandson There are power lines in our bloodlines And if you don't love me, let me go And if you don't love me, let me go And I am a writer, writer of fictions I am the heart that you call home And I've written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones My bones, my bones I'm a moneylender I have fortunes upon fortunes Take my hand for tender I am tortured, ever tortured And if you don't love me, let me go And if you don't love me, let me go And I am a writer, writer of fictions I am the heart that you call home And I've written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones I am a writer I am all that you have known And I've written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones My bones, my bones (And if you don't love me, let me go) And if you don't love me, let me go (And if you don't love me, let me go) And if you don't love me, let me go