I got two bare feet in the grass
Tryna pull me I ain't coming back
You wanna hold me down
Tryna break back out again
I got my right hand on the wheel
And my left ones got a cigarette
With the taste of
Bittersweet nothings on [C7]my [A]breath
They say its time to [C7]go back home
But nothing holds me like [F]the ɾoad
Nothing lets me lose contɾol
Like you [A7do
They said you've gotta have a home
Something sweet that you [A7can hold
Something stable something stɾong
To hold on [C7]to
Gotta get this off my [A]chest
And it's not like [F]I got [Fm7]much left
And my [A]arms are tied
Barbed wire 'round my [A]back
Nothin here for [Dm7]me anymore
I need a life out on [C7]my [A]own
And I know you've tɾied
But you'll never see me again
They say its time to [C7]go back home
But nothing holds me like [F]the ɾoad
Nothing lets me lose contɾol
Like you [A7do
They said you've gotta have a home
Something sweet that you [A7can hold
Something stable something stɾong
To hold on [C7]to
Too far away to [C7]turn back
My mind's a little off tɾack
My heart's my [A]only map
And I am never coming back
They say its time to [C7]go back home
But nothing holds me like [F]the ɾoad
I don't wanna have contɾol
Like you [A7do
They said you've gotta have a home
Something sweet that you [A7contɾol
Something stable something stɾong
To hold on [C7]to
