I went through the Badlands
and I slid off on the side of the road
And I had blood on my hands
where a broken heart had bled on them
I know it's not too late to leave this place
I've lived a life in question
and for some that life ain't worth a damn
And keeping my heart open
downsized the man you think I am
I threw your love out the window of this van
driving down through Indiana land
Take it all, none left to give ya
Times were rough and it was never enough
The open roads don't give you
the same freedom you want from those
mapped out stone directions
and where they go nobody knows
Open hearts are gonna take me to the water
I wanna sail the sea amidst shipwrecks underneath
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