Rust the Handcuffs Video (MV)

You took a shift way after dark
I guess you're used to the grave yard
You got all them skeletons anyway
So he sits home and plays his part
You got all those stories that you feed to him
Then you call up someone else and go and creep with them
When did the thrill die
And why
Not leave?
Rust the hand cuffs
I know, this is
Just what you're used to
Isn't it?
Isn't it?
Rust the hand cuffs
This is just what you're used to
Every other weekend she's at the house
While you travel up to see him, you wake up and head out
While she's sleeping
You almost want to tell her, she used to be your friend
You're not the kind of guy to leave before the end
When did the thrill die
And why
Not leave?
Rust the hand cuffs
I know, this is
Just what you're used to
Isn't it?
Isn't it?
Rust the hand cuffs
This is just what you're used to
(Rust the handcuffs)
You're never listening to me
I guess I'll never know what you mean
Looking forward and back at the same time
Driving toward the first fault line I see
Leaving like the bees
Flipping through the trees
To the first smile that I see
Crossed another bridge
A mile left to give
Old muffler got smoke to spit
On long roads I drift
I just threw the celly out the driver's side
Just left town on a whim
And sun hits my brim
I just filled the tank and hit the 45
Headed to the borderline
I packed a couple bags
But not too much, tryna cut down on drag
Aerodynamic and low maintenance on the frame
The tires are bulletproof cuz I heard you've been taking aim
I wanna make a promise I'll be back
Trying to keep it intact
Can't get rid of the pull I feel
One gloved hand on the wheel