Get The Hell Out Of This Town

I bought a beer for the preacher

Guess we both had a hell of a week

We took different roads in this life

But tonight, they both drove us to drink

Ooh, a couple burned-out believers

One ain't getting anywhere

The other one ain't either

He's spinning his wheels on sinners like me

I've been stuck in this rut since I was sixteen

He's red letters, and I'm pedal down

We're both trying to get the hell out of this

Two-lane, too-late, dead-end dirt

I go the highway, he goes to church

Got different devils on some common ground

We're both trying to get the hell out of this town

Had his old brown Bible on the bartop

Pouring over Psalm 22

Me, I'm drowning in a double shot and cursing this map dot

Lost cause déjà vu

Ooh, a couple burned-out believers

I ain't going anywhere

Looks like he ain't either

He's spinning his wheels on sinners like me

I've been stuck in this rut since I was sixteen

He's red letters, and I'm pedal down

We're both trying to get the hell out of this

Two-lane, too-late, dead-end dirt

I go the highway, he goes to church

Got different devils on some common ground

We're both trying to get the hell out of this town

No, I ain't the only one who could use a prayer right now

He's spinning his wheels on sinners like me

I've been stuck in this rut since I was sixteen

He's red letters, and I'm pedal down

And we're both trying to get the hell out of this

Two-lane, too-late, dead-end dirt

I go the highway, and he goes to church

Got different devils on some common ground

We're both trying to get the hell out of this town

Yeah, we're both trying to get the hell out of this town

Ooh