You said you love me but I never know
The pain you might cause me if I let you go
So I held on tight and I put on a show
Put on a show
There's people talking bout where we been
Few people running there mouths bout him
I feel like I know where this all begin
Hell for all I know
In hell for all I know
Now I'm going out late
I'm getting torn up running on all these backroad songs
Turning up the george strait sealing my own fate knowing I'm down to my last straw
Going 90 to nothing like a bat outta hell from it all
These wheels they ain't rusted, just a little worn
But this old truck still make it through the storm
This heart it's still pumping, runnin from the law
Going 90 to nothing like a bat outta hell from it all
Now I'm going out late I'm getting torn up running on all these backroad songs
Turning up the george strait sealing my own fate knowing I'm down to my last straw. Going 90 to nothing like a bat outta hell from it all