Forrister - 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 d**h 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