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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