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What a rotten day this turned out to be |
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I still can't believe she'd leave so easily |
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She just got all her things, threw 'em into a pile |
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Then she loaded her car and said after a while |
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She'd done this before, but this time she didnt cry. |
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That's why I'm sittin' on the front steps, starin' down the road |
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Wondering if she'll come back this time, I dont know |
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After she packed when she looked back, |
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There were no tears in her eyes, and that's got me worried, |
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Thinkin' maybe my baby's gotten good at goodbye. |
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All the times before' she'd break down and cry |
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She'd make her threats, but her heart wasn't set on goodbye |
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She just wanetd me to hear what she had to say |
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Now I'm lost for words, saying she went away |
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She may not return for this time she didn't cry. |
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That's why I'm sittin' on the front steps, starin' down the road |
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Wondering if she'll come back this time, I dont know |
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After she packed when she looked back, |
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There were no tears in her eyes, and that's got me worried, |
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Thinkin' maybe my baby's gotten good at goodbye. |
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That's why I'm sittin' on the front steps, starin' down the road |
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Wondering if she'll come back this time, I dont know |
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After she packed when she looked back, |
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There were no tears in her eyes, and that's got me worried, |
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Thinkin' maybe my baby's gotten good at goodbye... |
