On my way home
Driving fast, LA fog
Morning wind hitting chrome

Getaway car
Hugging curves Canyon roads
Wind like tape through an old VCR

Hell to pay (there will be)

Well, get over it
Already ('cause I'm ready)

Did the Lord weep
When I sang you those songs -
Leave you clutching your sheets?

Make your own art
I'll keep mine to myself,
Yea, it's breaking my big black heart

Hell to pay (there will be)

Well, get over it
Already ('cause I'm ready)