The View From Hurt Testo

After all your bridges, have been scorched to dust…
after you have betrayed, your last friend’s trust…
who you going to turn to?b who you going to turn to?

i have seen your true face, i have seen your lies…
i have seen how you have left, bewildered by the wayside…
anyone, who has tried to help you
anyone, who has tried to put it right
you mount and ride, rough and dry, and then turn and fly
it’s been a long time, since you started running
town to town, one con to the next
it’s been a long time, since you started using
your friends up, just like cigarettes
lonely highway, lost highway
lonely highway, lost highway

you always said, that you wished the world
was more filled with goodness and light
more symbiotic deeds, but honey you just feed
on all the charity you find
you’d skin your own mother alive, for a cool five
you are the sharks you rant against, in your new age diatribes
you spend so much time, trying to glean dimes, from those you view as rich
that honey you forget you can hitch, your own wagon, to your own star
all i had, i would have given to you
but that’s not a license to steal
a friend is not a fish to hook, on a rod and reel

it’s been a long time, since you started running town to town, one con to the next
it’s been a long time, since you started using
your friends up, just like cigarettes
lonely highway, lost highway
lonely highway, lost highway
lonely road, endless road, broken road