Shane Smith & The Saints Right Side Of The Ground
If you leave for Dallas, don't travel by the moon
There are wolves out there that like the liars
I'll be fine I'll get by, just like I've been known to do
Though time to time my mind may run to you
On the darker nights, you get me through
'Cause I've spent time on the wrong side of the church door
And I've held hands with the devil in more than just one town
And then by 40, the stories make you question me
I hope by 40 I'm on the right side of the ground
I'll build it up so high, only to fall back to the ground
Like a thief you stole my heart without a sound
So guide me down the darkest road you ever saw
Maybe one day I may learn a better way to fall
'Cause I've spent time on the wrong side of the church door
And I've held hands with the devil in more than just one town
And then by 40, the stories make you question me
I hope by 40 I'm on the right side of the ground
In my dreams or somewhere that it snows
North Dakota or maybe Ohio
I need to leave but I cannot let go
I don't know if I'll be fine, or better on my own
'Cause I've spent time on the wrong side of the church door
And I've held hands with the devil in more than just one town
And then by 40, the stories make you question me
I hope by 40 I'm on the right side of the ground
I pray by 40, I'm on the right side of the ground