Estrada de Chão (part. Francisco)

My heart can't take a hit like a pickup truck
Carrying the weight of loving someone who doesn't deserve

Without headlights in the rain
I flip over on your curves
It's unbelievable
My GPS only has your mattress

Your love
Is a dirt road that I eat dust
Your heart
Is ownerless land with no gate

Worse is that I'm
Caught in the lasso in a way
I'm like cattle
You play the horn and I go first