Heartfelt Habit

Swimming head and dusty heart
 It hasn't ticked a beat in so long
 Since it got in this habit of breaking
 Now the sheriff's on my trail
 These damned hellhounds on my tail
 If I ever meet that dark part inside of me, well, I'll invite it to shine
 Aching head and rusty heart
 Lack of maintenance has been its downfall
 Since it got in this habit of faking
 A million miles I've roamed
 The courthouse squared I've loafed
 If you ever meet that dark part inside of me, it'll be long after I'm gone
 I can lay down to rest when I off myself
 We can lay side by side right between railroad ties
 As the tracks just whisper a sweet lullaby
 Severed head and busted heart
 Somehow still rolling non-stop
 Since it got in this habit of breathing