Every last one, route one, rural heart's got a story to tell Every grandma, in-law, ex-girlfriend Maybe knows you just a little too well Whether you'… - Miranda Lambert

Forget your high society, I'm soakin' it in kerosene.
Light 'em up and watch them burn, teach them what they need to learn; ha!
Dirty hands ain't made for shakin', ain't a rule that ain't worth breakin'.
Well, I'm givin' up on love 'cause love's given up on me.

Another vice, another town
Where my past can't run me down.
Another life, another call,
Another bed I shouldn't crawl out of
At 7 AM with shoes in my hand.
Said I wouldn't do it, but I did it again.
And I know I'll be gone tomorrow night.
Mm, another vice.

At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name
When you hit the ground, check the lost and found
Cause it ain't my problem now
I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles on my own
It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car
I'm packing' it in, so come and get it.