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For a change she got out before he hurt her bad |
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Took her records and clothes |
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And pictures of her boy |
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It really made her sad |
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Packed it up and didn't look back |
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"I'm okay, let's just forget all about him" |
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The car was cold and it smelled like old cigarettes and pine |
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In her bag I saw things she drew when she was nine |
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Like this one here |
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Her alone, nobody near |
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"What a shame, let's just not talk about it" |
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No, it doesn't look like you |
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But you did wear cowboy boots |
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That's your thing |
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There's no question about it |
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Once we got back inside |
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With one ear to the ground |
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I was ready to hide |
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Because I don't know who's around |
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And you look scared |
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"It's our secret, do not tell, okay? |
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Let's just not talk about it |
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Don't tell, okay? |
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Let's just forget all about it" |