Heathens

Something about the wrinkle in your forehead Tells me there's a fit about to get thrown If we get the van out of the ditch before morning Ain't 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's the same old shit that I ain't gonna take off anyone And I don't need to be forgiven By them people in the neighborhood When we first hooked up, you looked me in the eye And said, '€œPaw, we just ain't 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've done what I feel It was a difficult delivery now it's growing up mean and strong When you tell me that it's getting a little bit tight Ain't the first time I been outgrown and I'm gonna push a little harder She ain't revved till the rods are thrown I'll walk away And I don't need to be forsaken by you or anybody else and I never had a shortage of people tryin' to 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 roads wind the way they do