The Dirt Road Lyrics

The dirt road

Cracks under the tires

Two shovels roll

In the back of his old red pickup

We say nothing my head heavy with sleep

As we roll down the road to a sign that reads

PRIVATE PROPERTY

We shovel

Until my hands start shaking

Smooth the lines

Make it look like

Nothing was taken

We say nothing my arms heavy with sleep

Two more miles back to a bed don't belong to me

And he says nothing

But "Go back to sleep"

I dream of running away

But he takes it out on your body

And private property

And private property

And private property

And private property

We say nothing

And we say nothing

We say nothing

Private property don't apply to me