Twelve Cities, One Nightstand

[Verse 1] Rolled into Dallas with a five-man crew Half a tank of gas and a trunk of glue Played three shows with a busted string But the crowd still roared like we’re kings of spring Met a blonde named Mandy at the afterglow She said, “Play me a song,” I said, “Let’s take it slow” By that I meant: coke, Jäger, and beers And her roommate Greg whisperin’ in my ear [Chorus] It’s twelve cities, one nightstand Ten groupies deep and a sweaty van A Bible in the dash and a tab on my tongue And a backup singer where my pants once hung Livin’ the dream with my band and my buzz And if I held Josh’s hand, that’s nobody’s business but us [Verse 2] Woke up in Memphis, don’t know who drove Someone carved “BEAU” in the trailer stove We did shots off a merch girl’s belt Then I cried on Brad’s chest — couldn’t help how it felt Played a honky-tonk in Baton Rouge Where the women are wild and the men are huge Got a foot rub from a cowboy named Stan I said, “Buddy that’s weird,” but I didn’t move my hand [Chorus] It’s twelve cities, one motel key And a handful of mushrooms starin’ back at me There’s glitter in my boots and a bruise on my thigh I said “I love you” once, and I might not’ve lied It’s just the road, the roar, the rush And sometimes a fella just needs a bro’s touch [Bridge] Now I ain’t sayin’ I’m bi or bent But I shared a joint and a tent with Trent And if the moon is out and the tour bus sways I don’t mind feelin’ somethin’ in unexpected ways [Final Chorus] Yeah, it’s twelve cities, no regrets Just minor STDs and major debts But the crowd still sings and the lights still blind And I still miss Evan from that Georgia line It’s country, it’s chaos, it’s pure Beau style— Where the boots are muddy, and the kisses last a while [Outro] So here’s to the fans, the flings, the fun To the straight-faced lies and the half-done runs It’s a wild damn life, and I wouldn’t trade a bit… Even the parts where we both kinda meant it