My Friends

I had help from hometown
It’s hot mess when you’re held down
My old friends
Look a little rough, dust in the blood
Pray for the rain, drown in the flood
With you, my old friend
My friends pick me up
When I try to fall
My friends, they make up
For all my lost ground
My friends, they’ve seen
Every side of me
Santa Fe, Birmingham
You’ve always known the way I am
My old friends
Border town, pretty dress
Wasn’t meant to be I guess
My old friends
My friends spend my money
Every last chance
My friends, they don’t talk
This devil to dance
My friends, they sing wild melodies
Breaking hearts, losing fights
Singing songs through the night
With you, my old friends
I got lost a while, fell off the map
I never planned on coming back
To you, my old friends
My friends pick me up
When I try to fall
My friends, they make up
For all my lost ground
My friends, they’ve seen
Every side of me
My friends spend my money
Every last chance
My friends, they don’t talk
This devil to dance
My friends, they sing wild melodies
My friends, they sing wild melodies