Dead End Red Dirt Road (From The Gray House Original Soundtrack)

Oh, God, He made the moon

But you're the one that hung it and put your picture on it

Oh, fire, it's burning blue

A match might of spread it, but you're the one that fed it

(Ooh)

No, I don't regret it

(Ooh)

Damn right, I said it

Ain't a thorn I wouldn't take to come out smelling like a rose

Ain't a hell I wouldn't face to breathe you in like a-hickory smoke

I've gone hole-in-the-pocket broke 'cause loving you comes with a price

You're my dead-end red dirt road and I'm living for the ride

Oh, night, it grows so cold

A lotta darkness to it, but we cut right through it

Oh, time, it's quicksand cruel

And like the final grain in the hourglass, we'll be holding on like fools

Ain't a thorn I wouldn't take to come out smelling like a rose

Ain't a hell I wouldn't face to breathe you in like a-hickory smoke

I've gone hole-in-the-pocket broke 'cause loving you comes with a price

You're my dead-end red dirt road and I'm living for the ride

(Ooh)

I see your soul in a shadow

(Ooh)

From the heavens to the gallows

Ain't a thorn I wouldn't take to come out smelling like a rose

Ain't a hell I wouldn't face to breathe you in like a-hickory smoke

I've gone hole-in-the-pocket broke 'cause loving you comes with a price

You're my dead-end red dirt road and I'm living for the ride

And I'm living for the ride