Dallas lyrics

I don't fight fair in fist fights
I prefer to drink alone
My heart is stuck in Memphis
But Dallas is my home

I have run-ins with the law
I have scars I can't explain
I've been from here to Houston
Southbound on the interstate

I don't fight fair in fist fights
When I'm fighting over you
So tell me what to do

I entertain this notion of fighting to the death
In a bar behind the train tracks
So cold I can see my breath

But I'm only shadowboxing myself inside my head
Trading blows behind my eyelids
'Till I ain't got nothing left

And I don't fight fair in fist fights
When I'm fighting over you
So tell me what to do