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it's not my fault; it's my head
it's been staying up late and thinking while i slept
but it's a long walk home from your bed
i got some sense and two good feet under my legs

it's late enough, but no one's knocking off
you're sweaty, and your face looks pretty lost
so i grab hold and lean into your smile
i haven't felt a woman in a while

there we go

i'm in too deep or so i read
i saw the sparks in your mouth and the
lights go on in your head
i don't want to know what your mom said
just leave, just leave, just leave
just leave and be done with it

i did enough waiting for us both
i shook it out like a good boy through all the cold
i can count my friends on one hand and two thumbs
i wonder what kind of man Riley will become

there y'all go

to the best damn night of sex i ever had
just me and you so sore we couldn't stand
you had me girl, like Scarlett had Rhett
we burned it down and watched the fire dance
we were a flood on desert sand

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from A Flood On Desert Sand, released January 23, 2015

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