Brock Zeman dragged through the dirt

She's hell on wheels
She's hard as steel
Trying to win her hearts
Like getting blood from a stone
She's got me doing time
With this heart of mine
Now it beats real low
Like a breaking bone
Good whiskey
Might ease your pain
And hold your heart still
Like a dog on a chain
Cause you can get real high
With your head hung low
But tomorrow
You'll be feeling the same
She don't know how it feels to be down-hearted
She's never sat around waiting by the phone
She's never had her heart dragged through the dirt
She's never fallen in love with someone like her
She'll hold your hand
When you take her out
But there ain't no doubt
You'll be leaving alone
She'll build you up
Just to tear you to the ground
And when the bills laid down
Buddy she'll be gone
All the cars passing by look just like hers
I'm checking my mirrors for a reason to turn around
My stubborn heart will take me right to the border
Till I'm just one more man she's driven right outta town
So if you're passing through town
And you see a girl
And she gives you the eye
You best keep driving on by