By the time you notice that I’ve left the scene,
I’ll be half way home to Abilene
And there’s nothing you can do, ‘cause I’ll be gone.
You can try to call me on the telephone,
But I can’t guarantee that I’ll be home
I’d like to think that you would worry, but I’d be wrong.
Girl, there’s too many times that you broke my heart,
And I think it’s time I make a brand new start,
And the best way to do that is to leave you here alone.
So I’m leaving in the morning in my pickup truck,
And if you want to stop me girl, you’ll be out of luck
‘Cause there’s nothing left to keep me here in this broken home.
Every time I tried to tell you just how I feel,
You simply shrugged it off as if it wasn’t real.
I’m tired of being second fiddle, to all your dreams.
So I’m heading out to find another way.
I’m going to find someone who can make my day.
I’m done with all this aggravation, and all your schemes.
June 19, 2011
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