Backroads & Broken Things

Verse 1

There’s a rusted-out Chevy sittin’ in the yard

Daddy said he’d fix it, but life hit hard

Mama’s screen door still slams just the same

Echoes through the years like it knows my name

I got a pocket full of nothin’ but a half-pack smoke

And a heart that learned how to bend, not broke

Been chasin’ ghosts down County Road 9

Tryin’ to outrun things that won’t stay behind

Pre-Chorus

Yeah, I wear my past like a second skin

A little too tight, but I’m breathin’ in

Chorus

I’m just backroads and broken things

Cheap guitar with rusted strings

Singin’ truths I can’t outrun

Underneath that southern sun

Got a soul that don’t sit still

And a mind that probably never will

If you’re lookin’ for gold, you won’t find it in me

Just backroads and broken things

Verse 2

She had blue eyes like a summer sky

Said, “Boy, you love like you’re sayin’ goodbye”

I laughed it off but she saw right through

Every mile I ran, she already knew

We danced one night on a tailgate bed

With the radio hummin’ what we never said

She left a note in the glovebox light

Said, “You can’t outrun yourself, no matter how far you drive tonight”

Pre-Chorus

Yeah, I tried to leave, but I took me too

Ain’t a road long enough to lose the truth

Chorus

I’m just backroads and broken things

Cheap guitar with rusted strings

Singin’ truths I can’t outrun

Underneath that southern sun

Got a soul that don’t sit still

And a mind that probably never will

If you’re lookin’ for gold, you won’t find it in me

Just backroads and broken things

Bridge

And maybe one day I’ll find some peace

In a town so small it forgets me

Or maybe I’m meant to roam this way

With a past I carry and words I can’t say

Breakdown (soft)

Yeah, I ain’t no hero, ain’t no saint

Just a man tryin’ to be what he ain’t

Final Chorus (bigger, emotional)

I’m just backroads and broken things

A worn-out heart and these songs I sing

If there’s beauty in the mess I bring

It’s in backroads and broken things

Yeah, I’m still here, yeah, I still try

With a little bit of truth and a whole lot of why

If you’re lookin’ for perfect, you won’t find it in me

Just backroads and broken things

Outro

That rusted Chevy still don’t run

But I swear one day I’ll fix that up