Lyrics

You talk about the love but you’re all about the money
And you think it’s all a joke but I don’t find it funny

I got to do this, do this for me
Inside I’m already free, I am on the road

I went to see a doctor he said there’s no prescription
The preacher kicked me out for violating scripture

The air is heavy, I struggle to breathe
It’s time that I took my leave, I’ll be on the road

You never know what you’ll find until you choose to say something
You know I can’t read your mind I wish you would just say something
I’ll be on the road, baby
The air is heavy, I struggle to breathe
It’s time that I took my leave, I am on the road

I can see you on the roadside
I can see you holding hands with another man
Tell me where did all the time go?
Tell me is it just a temporary world you weave?
But before you leave won’t you pass me the keys

If you pass me on the street you better keep on walking
Because if history repeats we won’t just stop at talking
White line fever is my only friend
It’s me and her til the end, I’ll be on that road

I’ll be on the road I will see you at another time
I’ll be on the road baby, get me away from here