Planned my getaway to Phoenix
Ten dollars for a greyhound bus
A small price to pay to know he's up in flames
For what he's done to us
Every strike pushed me further
To the point of no return
When he took my hand, he took my life
And now I'll give him what he's earned
But who am I to right his wrongs
Or is this what I've become
From the only daughter of a gospel-preaching man
Why would I go on the run
I could forgive all that he's done
But either way, he will always be
Dead to me
Never thought that I'd find peace
On the wrong end of a gun
If I get my way, I'll send him back to where he's from
And he'll have to rest with what he's done
But who am I to right his wrongs
Or is this what I've become
From the only daughter of a gospel-preaching man
Why would I go on the run
I could forgive all that he's done
But either way, he will always be
Dead to me
But who am I to right his wrongs
Or is this what I've become
From the only daughter of a gospel-preaching man
Why would I go on the run
I could forgive all that he's done
But either way, he will always be
Dead to me
Planned my getaway to Phoenix
Ten dollars for a greyhound bus
Downriver Collective - Dead To Me Lyrics
Downriver Collective - Dead To Me Lyrics
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Planned my getaway to Phoenix
Ten dollars for a greyhound bus
A small price to pay to know he's up in flames
For what he's done to us
Every strike pushed me further
To the point of no return
When he took my hand, he took my life
And now I'll give him what he's earned
But who am I to right his wrongs
Or is this what I've become
From the only daughter of a gospel-preaching man
Why would I go on the run
I could forgive all that he's done
But either way, he will always be
Dead to me
Never thought that I'd find peace
On the wrong end of a gun
If I get my way, I'll send him back to where he's from
And he'll have to rest with what he's done
But who am I to right his wrongs
Or is this what I've become
From the only daughter of a gospel-preaching man
Why would I go on the run
I could forgive all that he's done
But either way, he will always be
Dead to me
But who am I to right his wrongs
Or is this what I've become
From the only daughter of a gospel-preaching man
Why would I go on the run
I could forgive all that he's done
But either way, he will always be
Dead to me
Planned my getaway to Phoenix
Ten dollars for a greyhound bus
Ten dollars for a greyhound bus
A small price to pay to know he's up in flames
For what he's done to us
Every strike pushed me further
To the point of no return
When he took my hand, he took my life
And now I'll give him what he's earned
But who am I to right his wrongs
Or is this what I've become
From the only daughter of a gospel-preaching man
Why would I go on the run
I could forgive all that he's done
But either way, he will always be
Dead to me
Never thought that I'd find peace
On the wrong end of a gun
If I get my way, I'll send him back to where he's from
And he'll have to rest with what he's done
But who am I to right his wrongs
Or is this what I've become
From the only daughter of a gospel-preaching man
Why would I go on the run
I could forgive all that he's done
But either way, he will always be
Dead to me
But who am I to right his wrongs
Or is this what I've become
From the only daughter of a gospel-preaching man
Why would I go on the run
I could forgive all that he's done
But either way, he will always be
Dead to me
Planned my getaway to Phoenix
Ten dollars for a greyhound bus
Writer: Alison Vance, Bailey Warren, John Zahurancik, Jonathon Therrien, Rico Wallenda
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Downriver Collective
Language: English
Length: 3:50
Written by: Alison Vance, Bailey Warren, John Zahurancik, Jonathon Therrien, Rico Wallenda