There's trouble where I'm goin'

But I'm gonna go there anyway

I hate sunday mornings cause they always seem to start this way

I'm lookin' for a lighter, I already bought the cigarettes

Guess I picked me up a habit on my way out of Lafayette



East bound and down, I turn it up cause that's sure how i feel

My mind is racing through the pines

My hands are shaky on the steering wheel

I'm goin' north on 59, but I know good and well I'm headed south

Cause me and Birmingham don't have a history of workin' out



What I lost in Louisiana I found back in Alabama

But nobody ever taught me how to stay

It ain't love that I'm chasin'

But I'm runnin' just in case



I ain't unpacked by suitcase

Since the day that I turned 21

It's been a long 10 years since then its getting kinda cumbersome

The first one and the last one and one that's got my name in it

The smoker and the fighter and the one in every song I sing



What I lost in Lubbock, Texas

I looked for in all the rest

But I guess no one ever taught me how to stay



It ain't love that I'm chasing

But I'm runnin' just in case

I carry them around with me

I don't mind have squatters

Happiness ain't prison, but there's freedom in a broken heart