Racing Days - First Divorce

I'll sleep upstairs once the heat breaks
There's thoughts of her around the place
I think we better burn some sage
Did I ever matter to you
The answer won't be coming through
Screen is scrambled, my drive-thru
I clean the carnage off the floor
Your cold feet stumbled out the door
We won't be seeing her no more
A journey that you might regret
Well you were once my safest bet
But I just hit unfollow in my head
You're in my hair
You're in my head
You're in my head
You're in my hair
You're in my head
You're in my head
You're in my hair
You're in my hair

Written by:
Brian Engles

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