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Well the verdict's out on this here town
I like to drink my inhibitions down
I've done all I can to deserve this thorny crown
And this ornery reputation that I'll never live down

I can't rewrite all the words that have stepped foot on my tongue
And I won't tell a thousand tales of how I'm different from anyone
Well you can fire all your bullets til what's left is a smoking gun
Cause I can't do one damn thing to change the road that I've run

I come from a long line of lovers, a long line of saints
But it skipped a generation and I'm fine with all I ain't
But the tears that I've caused dry on skin like old paint
And I've never been strong enough to break my hearts of string

I can't rewrite all the words that have stepped foot on my tongue
And I won't tell a thousand tales of how I'm different from anyone
Well you can fire all your bullets til what's left is a smoking gun
Cause I can't do one damn thing to change the road that I've run

A lot worse thing that I could be
Like if I were anything less than the wreck that's me

I can't rewrite all the words that have stepped foot on my tongue
And I won't tell a thousand tales of how I'm different from anyone
Well you can fire all your bullets til what's left is a smoking gun
Cause I can't do one damn thing to change the road that I've run

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