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Something about the wrinkle in your forehead
tells me there抯 a fit about to get thrown

If we get the van out of the ditch before morning
ain抰 nobody got to know what I done

And I never hear a single word you say when you
tell me not to have my fun

It抯 the same old shit that I ain抰 gonna take
off anyone.

And I don抰 need to be forgiven by them people
in the neighborhood

When we first hooked up, you looked me in the eye


and said 揚aw, we just ain抰 no good

We were Heathens in their eyes at the time, I
guess I am just a Heathen still

and I never have repented from the wrongs that
they say I have done

I done what I feel.

It was a difficult delivery, now it抯 growing up
mean and strong

When you tell me that it抯 getting a little bit
tight, ain抰 the first time I been outgrown

And I抦 gonna push a little harder

She ain抰 revved till the rods are thrown

I 憀l walk away

And I don抰 need to be forsaken by you or
anybody else

and I never had a shortage of people tryinto
warn me about the dangers I pose to myself.

Heathens.

These times can take their toll sometimes and I
know you feel the same way too

It gets so hard to keep between the ditches

when the roads wind the way they do.