Hellbound

I've been so many different places

But I still ain't seen a thing

Ten thousand miles straight down these thin white dotted lines

My eyes are starting to sting

We've traveled small town to big city

To play all our favorite dives

These are probably gonna be the best days of our lives

So here we go, back on the road again

And wish me well, I've got no soul left to sell

Although we may not have very much to show for it now

At least we'll have these stories to tell

Yeah we're definitely going to hell

We've been stranded in the desert

Even had a broken heater in the cold

We're always waiting for another night to fall

These driving days they seem so long

Well these times ain't always easy

And our money's running dry

These are probably gonna be the best days of our lives

So here we go, back on the road again

And wish me well, I've got no soul left to sell

Although we may not have very much to show for it now

At least we'll have these stories to tell

Yeah we're definitely going to hell

So here's to far off places

Here's to the dotted line

And here's to pretty faces

We leave so far behind

The friends we won't forget

And this prison cell we tried

These are probably gonna be the best days of our lives

So here we go, back on the road again

And wish me well, I've got no soul left to sell

Although we may not have very much to show for it now

At least we'll have these stories to tell

We've been on tour forever and this van it fucking smells

We're definitely going to hell