Lyrics

Lord, save my soul
I don't wanna go where things don't grow
It's a slow burn with a whole lot of smoke

In the morning
With the sunrise and the birds
Well, it seems like it's all rehearsed

And there's a hill I think I'll die on
And a field that I need to till
And I don't know what I'm missing
Until the smoke has cleared
There's a bulb out in the kitchen
And the sink is smelling weird
Oh, it's about time I call it what it is

I bought it broken
With the will to make it work
But I've got some things that I've gotta tend to first

It's a gamble
A whole lot of money you're about to blow
And it seems like someone's got ahold of your throat

And there's a hill I think I'll die on
And a field that I need to till
And I don't know what I'm missing
Until the smoke has cleared
There's a bulb out in the kitchen
And the sink is smelling weird
Oh, it's about time I call it what it is

Painstaking, heartbreaking
Nerve of a woman who's been hurt
Foolish thinking and heavy drinkin
Man, at some point you gotta learn
That it's all up to you
It's all up to you
It's all up to you how you burn