Two packs a day and a smokers cough She told me quit and I flipped her off Everybody thinks they know whats best for me Theyre all too blind to see that I walk alone A squealin tires and a door slam Shes drunk again, I dont give a damn Everybodys got their own cross to bear Stop acting like I should care, cause I dont condone Chorus Now its judgement day, I got the devil to pay And Im riding shotgun down a burning highway tonight Im searching for a state of execution Maybe just an ounce of absolution to make things right And if Im high, Im elevated Im not worn, Im a little faded but Im not gone And if I had it my way, Id find me another day to say Im moving on I kicked the hinge right off the door Shattered glass across the floor An old syringe and a bag of pills Thats where she finds her thrills But I think shes lost And I dont have any regrets But Im not finished yet Bloodshot eyes and whiskey breath Some things are worse than death But I hate the cost See Casey Donahew Band LiveGet tickets as low as 35You might also likeChorus Watch meIm moving on...
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