Hell Out Of A Hometown lyrics by Priscilla Block
It ain’t the city lights beggin’ my heart to leave
This ain’t a guitar in the backseat chasin’ dreams, kinda thing
I still love the same old same, everybody knows your name
Football game Friday night, but
I can’t drive down all those back roads, slow after midnight
Can’t go to the bar just to be left alone
Can’t go to the church on Sunday morning
‘Cause all I see is wildfire and brimstone
Oh, might as well board it all up
Might as well shut it all down
God knows it ain’t what it was
You made a hell out of a hometown
Who knew the devil drove a black Ford 4×4
And he would burn me like nobody’s ever done before, to my core
I wanna stay but gotta go, this place is goin’ up in smoke
Don’t matter if you’re here or you’re gone ’cause
I can’t drive down all those back roads, slow after midnight
Can’t go to the bar just to be left alone
Can’t go to the church on Sunday morning
‘Cause all I see is wildfire and brimstone
Oh, might as well board it all up
Might as well shut it all down
God knows it ain’t what it was
You made a hell out of a hometown
Hell out of a hometown
Everything that we were’s everywhere that I turn
You took heaven on earth, left it ashes and dirt, now
I can’t drive down all those backroads, slow after midnight
Can’t go to the bar just to be left alone
Can’t go to the church on Sunday morning
‘Cause all I see is wildfire and brimstone
Oh, might as well board it all up
Might as well shut it all down
God knows it ain’t what it was
You made a hell out of a hometown