This Ride Lyrics - Shovels & Rope

This ride 

What a ride 

What a ride 

What a ride 

It hurts and it scars and it aches and it twists 

It stalls and it laughs and it balls up its fists 

It's crooked and it hollows and it soothes and it breaks 

And it grows and it ponders, it toils and it takes 

It stretches and breathes 

It's lonely and long 

This ride 

What a ride 

Oh my 

What a ride 

Well it calls and it follows and it breaks down your door 

It bleeds you dry then it asks you for more 

Shows up at your work and it makes you insane 

And it loses your keys, leaves you crying in the rain 

It's costly and violent, it's a sorrowful song