Falling into bushes song drunk on wine tomorrow we're driving and we're just losing time Too tired for your old ferris wheel your round and round it drives me right into the ground CHORUS: I wanna love you like a fire loves a flame like I don't even know your name I wanna love you til I can't even stand to breathe the air you breathe I'd do better just to lay off the sauce I bought it and I fought it but who's the boss You always knew just, how to ruin me How to ruin me If the future could've been seen never fall in love with a queen Oh baby why'd you have to be so mean To me you were something else but you ain't no royalty no longer on my bended knee will I serve fool to your bullshit and lies CHORUS I don't miss smoking it's an ugly vice instead of cigarettes you should've rolled the dice But time moves fast none left to waste So I'll just keep rolling down my own lost highway CHORUS Never was just a moment never was just one lie Oh baby you didn't even stick around to try You got your stories straight then you changed the rules If there's a truth to tell it's you who ruined you CHORUS

I'm not a holy man. Never make it to the promised land. I'm not the nicest guy, sure as shit I'll make you cry. I won't throw the first stone, but I'll pick up the second and drive it home. Together we built, a tower of Babel, above the jerks, the whores, and rabble. When I saw you teetering on the edge well baby here's my pledge. I'll reach out and I'll give you a shove, and I'll watch you fall from up above. Like road runner watches Wiley hit the ground, first the dust, then the sound. I'm not a holy man, never going to make the promised land. I won't throw the first stone, but I'll pick up the second and I'll drive it home. After a minute, I'll walk to the edge, and baby here's my revenge I'll meet you at the gates of hell Saying devil I have a story to tell. Devil said son don't you see she has a seat here right next to me She introduced the snake and the Apple She holds the lease on your Tower of Babel She told Lot that she needed salt I still don't know what that's about She gave Moses the wrong directions Out of spite so I reckon. From her garden so carefully grown Jesus wore her crown of thorns. The devil said son I've known her longer than you She cut the deal at the crossroads too. I'm not the nicest guy, sure as shit im gonna make you cry. Devil said son, you got to know It's time you let this go. She played you like a banjolele This one here she is no lady. Go live the life, she never wanted To be the one to be undaunted. I won't throw the first stone, but I'll pick up the second and I'll drive it home. I'm not a holy man, never going to make the promised land.