Burn It Out Songtext
von Steve Everett
Burn It Out Songtext
There I go again I′m talkin' way too much
Not a word can get in edge-wise
I hope that no one thinks I′m fine the way I am
It's just that silence never sits right
There I go again, I'm talkin′ out my ass
& disappointed no one′s takin' me to task
Cause I can′t slow it down
& I can't hold it back
Cause you can′t build a house on a rolling stone
Everybody's glad when I come and I go
In between they′re pissed I'm bad with names
You can't fight a fire with a rolled up hose
& I′ve never been to half the places I go, 49 of 50 states
But if the creek don′t rise & the world's still round
I′m gonna heat it up until I burn it out
I can't help wonderin′ if I'm wired all wrong
I′ve been in almost 40 weddings
I've stained my cummerbund with alligator tears
I'm gettin′ too good at pretending
There I go again just pushing it too hard
There′s something challenging about an open bar
Cause I can't slow it down
& I can′t hold it back
Cause you can't build a house on a rolling stone
Everybody′s glad when I come and I go
In between they're pissed I′m bad with names
You can't fight a fire with a rolled up hose
& I've never been to half the places I go, 49 of 50 states
But if the creek don′t rise & the world′s still round
I'm gonna heat it up until I burn it out
I can see myself a husband with a daughter
I can see myself a lush who dies alone
In between em both′s my mother & my father
Beggin' me to pick a road
Cause you can′t build a house on a rolling stone
Everybody's glad when I come and I go
In between they′re pissed I'm bad with names
You can't fight a fire with a rolled up hose
& I′ve never been to half the places I go, 49 of 50 states
But if the creek don′t rise & the world's still round
I′m gonna heat it up until I burn it out
Not a word can get in edge-wise
I hope that no one thinks I′m fine the way I am
It's just that silence never sits right
There I go again, I'm talkin′ out my ass
& disappointed no one′s takin' me to task
Cause I can′t slow it down
& I can't hold it back
Cause you can′t build a house on a rolling stone
Everybody's glad when I come and I go
In between they′re pissed I'm bad with names
You can't fight a fire with a rolled up hose
& I′ve never been to half the places I go, 49 of 50 states
But if the creek don′t rise & the world's still round
I′m gonna heat it up until I burn it out
I can't help wonderin′ if I'm wired all wrong
I′ve been in almost 40 weddings
I've stained my cummerbund with alligator tears
I'm gettin′ too good at pretending
There I go again just pushing it too hard
There′s something challenging about an open bar
Cause I can't slow it down
& I can′t hold it back
Cause you can't build a house on a rolling stone
Everybody′s glad when I come and I go
In between they're pissed I′m bad with names
You can't fight a fire with a rolled up hose
& I've never been to half the places I go, 49 of 50 states
But if the creek don′t rise & the world′s still round
I'm gonna heat it up until I burn it out
I can see myself a husband with a daughter
I can see myself a lush who dies alone
In between em both′s my mother & my father
Beggin' me to pick a road
Cause you can′t build a house on a rolling stone
Everybody's glad when I come and I go
In between they′re pissed I'm bad with names
You can't fight a fire with a rolled up hose
& I′ve never been to half the places I go, 49 of 50 states
But if the creek don′t rise & the world's still round
I′m gonna heat it up until I burn it out
Writer(s): Stephen Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com