Wasted by Damon Hill

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Song based on William Faulkner's "Sanctuary."

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Lyrics:

Ease your filthy hands or I'll be leaving
Throw another glass and I'll be gone
You'll see tomorrow with a sober set of eyes for once

There's a train to Jefferson each Sunday
Once I get my check I'll make it mine
I hear the folks there have a certain southern charm
And let a woman do just as she wants

So I'm leaving you now, I'm leaving you now
You're just wasted
I'm leaving you now, I'm leaving you now
I swear to god

I don't know why your bruises turned to muscle
Or why it moves your blood to draw mine
I suppose that a soft word never entered in your ear
Or scrubbed away the callus in your heart

I'm leaving you now, I'm leaving you now
You're just wasted
I'm leaving you now, leaving you now
I swear to god

But the baby's crying out
And I've gotta put her down
And the clothes are on the line
But it's getting dark outside
And the rain is coming now
And soon he'll settle down
And apologize

So I'll keep wasting