I bought a beer for the preacher
Guess we both had a hell of a week
We took different roads in this life
But tonight they both drove us to drink
Ooh, a couple burned out believers
One ain't getting anywhere
The other one ain't either
He's spinning his wheels on sinners like me
I was stuck in this rut since I was sixteen
He's red letters and I'm pedal down
We're both tryna get the hell out of this
Two lane, too late, dead end dirt
I go the high way, he goes to church
Got different devils on some common ground
We're both tryna get the hell out of this town
Had his old brown Bible on the bartop
Pouring over Psalm 22
Me, I'm drowning in a double shot and cursing this map dot
Last call's déjà vu
Ooh, a couple burned out believers
I ain't going anywhere
Looks like he ain't either
He's spinning his wheels on sinners like me
I was stuck in this rut since I was sixteen
He's red letters and I'm pedal down
We're both tryna get the hell out of this
Two lane, too late, dead end dirt
I go the high way, he goes to church
Got different devils on some common ground
We're both tryna get the hell out of this town
No, I ain't the only one who could use a prayer right now
He's spinning his wheels on sinners like me
I've been stuck in this rut since I was sixteen
He's red letters and I'm pedal down
And we're both tryna get the hell out of this
Two lane, too late, dead end dirt
I go the high way, he goes to church
Got different devils on some common ground
We're both tryna get the hell out of this town
Yeah, we're both tryna get the hell out of this town
Ooh
