for some answers Hoping theres some other way Just tell me when you're ready We'll get you far far away Far from these troubled times Looking at the
Helpless highways looking alone Seen nothing but the worst of your times All in all it s got you climbing up the walls You gotta get away Get away from All these troubled
I sit around Nothing's the same I'm looking for answers But I'm already late You say you need me One more night Then you're packing your bags Saying
no sense anyway Now it's what you say that I'm riding on Cuz all those times I let you down You were there to stay All troubled pass in time And we
I saw a road that had no end I wanted you So I followed it And what you take is what you should give But the stories came And the stories went I gave
Give me something to talk about Take your time Tell me something to do without I'll wait in line I don't know What to say Move along Anyway Take it slow
It's hard to come back when you're far from home Up all night with all that I've ever known Wish I could give you things that you need Wish I could need
change Wasting time and another day I keep running away Even from the good things Did I tell you it's not that bad Sitting over here dreaming Did I tell you I'm right on track This time
worried Making up stories Hoping I would be out And you ruled me Saying what would be Now I just see you around I'll tell you something You're not gonna win this time
mean to tell you something about you But you're looking unsettled Lone riders pulling all nighters But you're always nice and steady Weigh stations got your troubles
looking for some answers Hoping theres some other way Just tell me when you're ready We'll get you far far away Far from these troubled times Looking
do for you No complications baby, keep it real Do unto me as I do and everything will be cool When you find yourself in times of trouble Remember that
I hide my pain like the rest of them, That's why I'm always laughing, I'm troubled, I'm brilliant and miserable too, That's why I am so funny. I
encarcirated for other peoples crimes its so amazing [chorus] Some times, one time, stereotyping, the jury aint guilty, they swear ive got to be runnin drugs, but I am
want more when i was on tour I told you,"shouldn't run alot" Now look how much time you got Told you,"shouldn't run alot" Now look how much time you
have to hurry Take your time now don't you worry Let me know what you're going through There's a troubled look on your face And it would only take the time