Fighting Tears

Yeah, if I could take that picture down and throw it on floor

Would it turn me into the guy you were always looking for?

And the signs of depression keep rolling 'round the bend

And I hope that my last dollar will help me on the mend

Yeah, I know that I ain't made of clay, I ain't that moldable

But God damn, I can't help myself, I love that rodeo

And if only you knew what I was and all that I want

You'd let me roll down blacktop till I can't find a place to stop

And if you need my help, then come along

'Cause I've been going too long to be alone

And all the rank broncs and the steers

Can't find my way past beers

And I hope I'm not the only one that's out here fighting tears

Yeah, you got a job in another town, we tried to make it work

But all the signs kept leading me to black soil dirt

But the lonesome whistle echoes on for everyone to hear

After we broke up, my brightside shine, everything is clear

In another town, in another year, they had one on near there

After the ride, me and my boys went out to clear the air

And across the stop in a roadside bar off of Hammer Avenue

Was a stripping girl from my hometown with a devil tattoo

Tried to take her back home and get her on the straight and right

Took a photo on an old iPhone to commemorate the night

If I could go back all them years, I wouldn't married her

And fixed the broken glass that is my past to make this girl her

And if you need my help, then come along

'Cause I've been going too long to be alone

And all the rank broncs and the steers

Can't find my way past beers

And I hope I'm not the only one that's out here fighting tears

First round of rehab didn't seem to work for you

After two long months at a county jail, I set a table for two

I said, "I'll send you back there one last time, try for gold this year

'Cause your daughter's graduating, and I'm she wants you here"

Come around September time, we all thought she was good

But there's something in the bottle and a dollar store backwood

We found her by the rafters of her old two trailer home

And the only one who knows is a porcelain garden gnome

Laid her down in our hometown, we really fought for her

And her mum and dad picked a coffin out of old Fraser fir

They told me not to bash myself, I did all I could

Told me if I'm down, come around, tell us all the things you could

And if you need my help, then come along

'Cause I've been going too long to be alone

And all the rank broncs and the steers

Can't find my way past beers

And I hope I'm not the only one that's out here fighting tears

And I hope I'm not the only one that's out here fighting tears