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Lyrics to The Way Back
Well, I saw you in my dreams last night
You had a vandal grin framed by a suit and tie
You were sayin' you were out of here
With your breath framed by cocaine and beer
Who'da thought she would ruin you
And leave your whole damn family in shambles too?
I got a call from your mom, months back
Sayin', "I wish he didn't leave town like that
I wish he didn't go out like that"
But love's gonna bring you home
Even God didn't see it comin'
But no matter where you're at
We'll always find the way back
We'll always find the way back
We'll always find the way back
Tokin' poison to some killer song
Your old man's Trans-Am in Kodachrome
Bumper sticker to the back right
State Champs eighty-three through eighty-five
She's smokin' cigarettes in the kitchen
Tom and Jerry's on the front room television
She always sat under the oak tree
Sayin,' "God, I miss the old me"
God, I miss the old me
But love's gonna bring you home
Even God didn't see it comin'
No matter where you're at
We'll always find the way back
We'll always find the way back
We'll always find the way back
Baseball in the fall with a worn glove
The leaves might change, but the roots stuck
Them shoes still hang on the top wire
I'd say, "I don't miss you, but I hate a liar"
Saw you in my dreams last night
You had a vandal grin framed by a suit and tie
Tokin' poison to some killer song
Your old man's Trans-Am in Kodachrome
Your old man's Trans-Am in Kodachrome
Your old man's Trans-Am in Kodachrome
You had a vandal grin framed by a suit and tie
You were sayin' you were out of here
With your breath framed by cocaine and beer
Who'da thought she would ruin you
And leave your whole damn family in shambles too?
I got a call from your mom, months back
Sayin', "I wish he didn't leave town like that
I wish he didn't go out like that"
But love's gonna bring you home
Even God didn't see it comin'
But no matter where you're at
We'll always find the way back
We'll always find the way back
We'll always find the way back
Tokin' poison to some killer song
Your old man's Trans-Am in Kodachrome
Bumper sticker to the back right
State Champs eighty-three through eighty-five
She's smokin' cigarettes in the kitchen
Tom and Jerry's on the front room television
She always sat under the oak tree
Sayin,' "God, I miss the old me"
God, I miss the old me
But love's gonna bring you home
Even God didn't see it comin'
No matter where you're at
We'll always find the way back
We'll always find the way back
We'll always find the way back
Baseball in the fall with a worn glove
The leaves might change, but the roots stuck
Them shoes still hang on the top wire
I'd say, "I don't miss you, but I hate a liar"
Saw you in my dreams last night
You had a vandal grin framed by a suit and tie
Tokin' poison to some killer song
Your old man's Trans-Am in Kodachrome
Your old man's Trans-Am in Kodachrome
Your old man's Trans-Am in Kodachrome