Detours

Every time that we did talk it nearly Broke my spine, it nearly Woke my mind In my days of looking down I nearly called on you Look what you made me do Any excuse drop down on your knees and hold me Frozen side, nearly melted down Would I? We melt down It's a suicide It's a suicide Gonna buy a ticket to the big red show I said evenings come and their all the same Gonna pack my bags and give up my wares Between the timber line where the feelings came Gonna steal the words right from your mouth You said goodbye but never figured you out Said goodbye but never figured you out So many plans And so many detours So many plans Wishin' on a bus gonna take me to you I could have killed him there but you made me chill Kissin' in a well so you could tell my brand But the finished mind carries so much pain Gonna hit the road with the friction plugged Got my pistol here and the danger rides Pistol here and the danger rides So many detours So many plans And so many detours Crashin' this car just to get my revenge Hatred overflows when you're stuck in the mood Ticky little wrist watch callin' out the bends Find out he's a big fat liar and you've got no time Any excuse drop down on your knees and hold me Frozen side, nearly melted down Would I? When I kissed your face and couldn't hold tight There's an awful strange feelin' in my world alright Gotta bust my shoulder to set my head There's quite a few things I can't do tonight Quite a few things I can't do tonight