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Keeping my eyes on the road this time around
Keeping my hands pressed to the wheel
Something so strange as a woman has got me down
Ain't gonna be your damn fool again
Driving tonight just to ease my mind
A man in this mood is a most dangerous kind
There was a time when my head went blind
Couldn't see the sign at the time
Years would go by before I wondered who or where or what or why
Loving you is like loving a house on fire
Burning and learning baby
When the damage was done
And now I'm tired and I'm scared and wide open to the rest of my life
And I almost almost had it all
Though I'm sick and tired but I'm hoping that a cure will be found
'Cause I can't stop thinking 'bout you
I can't stop thinking 'bout you
Here face to face with what I've been running from all these years
There hangs a dark cloud over the moon
Pull off to this roadside dive and maybe test my sobriety
Order a tall cold gin and try thinking about those days when I was
Loving you was sort of like loving a fifth of the finest bourbon
Was it your quality or our quality that put me in the shape I'm in
Now I'm tired and I'm scared and wide open to the rest of my life
And I almost almost had it all
Though I'm sick and tired but I'm hoping that a cure will be found
'Cause I can't stop thinking 'bout you
I can't stop thinking 'bout you
Written by: Martin Sexton