

Burning the candle at both of the ends
Losing my money, my mind,
and my friends (yeah) Fast as a dry creek bed in the
heat
Running my life right into the street
High on the vine but we're digging the ditch (ahhhh)
Dancing with shadows and scratching the itch
Whiskey in Mason jars under the seat
No shoes on my feet,
running from the heat (whoa) Too far gone to see the warning
signs
Tangled up deep in the kudzu vines
High on the vine but we're digging the ditch (ahhhh)
Dancing with shadows and scratching the itch
Running it dry (hummmm)