Road Taught Me (Alt 2)

Left my youth on mile markers, Dreams got buried in the sand. Watched my hope in rearview mirrors, Learned the hard way what I am.

Every town just looks the same now, Empty signs and colder hands. Tried to care, but hell it broke me, So the road taught me not to give a damn.

That’s how the road taught me, To stop givin’ a damn. Where mercy’s just a rumor, And love’s a sleight of hand. My prayers turn into diesel, My faith’s the blacktop span — That’s how the road taught me, To stop givin’ a damn.

Pulled my heart into the station, Sold it cheap for a gallon more. Every mile took one more piece, ‘Til I ain’t the man I was before.

But I don’t beg the stars to guide me, Don’t ask the night to understand. I just keep rollin’ through the silence, Where the road taught me not to give a damn.

That’s how the road taught me, To stop givin’ a damn. Where promises are ashes, And hope slips through your hand. My gospel’s written on the blacktop, My sermon’s in the jam — That’s how the road taught me, To stop givin’ a damn.

Some folks find their peace in churches, Some in love, or in the land… But all I found was broken highways, That showed me who I am.

That’s how the road taught me, To stop givin’ a damn. It burned my soul to gravel, And carved me into man. No savior in the distance, No hand to guide my hand — That’s how the road taught me, To stop givin’ a damn.

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