Lyrics Bleed On Paper - Eric Church

May never be what you call a rock star
It's cool if I don't get there
I die just a sinner with a guitar
Johnny Cash, middle finger in the air
Make a living on what's in the tip jar
Burn out like a neon buzz
I've been nothing but my old man's son
The only best damn thing there ever was, but

I keep on signing what I know between a minor and a major
Keep pulling at the bend sweet and if it isn't the latest flavor
Little bit of devil, little bit of saving
Whole lotta life cut like a razor
With some blue ink, a blank page and an old six string
I bleed on paper

Yeah, I met a man at the crossroad (crossroad)
Suit and tie, with a smile just like gold
He tried making me a deal like I had me a for sale sign on my soul
Said all I had to do was change my tune (change my tune)
Then I could cash that check
But I don't like the feeling of a rattlesnake pulling on my neck, so

I keep on signing what I know between a minor and a major
Keep pulling at the bend sweet and if it isn't the latest flavor
Little bit of devil, little bit of saving
Whole lotta life cut like a razor
With some blue ink, a blank page and an old six-string
I bleed on paper

Pulling out my heart showing these scars
Yeah, that's the part that heals me
Chasing one more song that cuts to the bone
Even if it kills me

But I keep on signing what I know between a minor and a major
Keep pulling at the bend sweet and if it isn't the latest flavor
Runnin' with the devil, whole lotta saving
Whole lotta life cut like a razor
With some blue ink, a blank page and an old six string
I bleed on paper

I bleed on paper (keep, keep)
I bleed on paper (keep, keep, keep oon bleeding)
I bleed on paper (keep, keep, keep oon bleeding)