Miles Behind, No F’s Left to Give

I left my heart back at a rest stop, Sold my soul for diesel cheap. Every promise I once carried Got buried with the miles I keep.

Don’t ask me for no direction, Maps don’t tell you how to live. All I’ve got are broken highways, And no damn left to give.

Miles behind and I ain’t lookin’ back, No F’s left, just dust on the track. The world took its cut, I got nothin’ to give, Miles behind, no F’s left to live.

Coffee cold, and the ashtray’s full, Radio’s preachin’ some old sin. I don’t pray for no redemption, I just drive and start again.

Don’t need angels on the shoulder, Don’t need luck to let me live. The road already took it from me, So I got nothin’ left to give.

Miles behind and I ain’t lookin’ back, No F’s left, just dust on the track. The world took its cut, I got nothin’ to give, Miles behind, no F’s left to live.

If mercy’s waitin’ at the next mile sign… She better bring a tank of gas and some whiskey this time.

Miles behind and I ain’t lookin’ back, No F’s left, just dust on the track. The world took its cut, I got nothin’ to give, Miles behind, no F’s left to live.

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