(Karen Fairchild/Jimi Westbrook/Kimberly Roads/Phillip Sweet/Wayne Kirkpatrick)



Another long lonely nights

Wrestling with what he'd done and what's he might

Do while she cries

She's han enough,she's waking up and she decides

She'd rather try to brave it on her own

This hollow house has never been a home



Tired of living a life like that

Giving a love she don't get back

Lies as big as a Pontiac

Rolling all over her

Tired of te words that just won't stick

She knows not to believe it

No more hanging on to what will never be

No more hanging on to what will never be



Straight down the line

She misreads his every move each and every time

And if love once was blind

She's opened up her eyes to see the fading light

She's been a prisoner of her emptiness

Locked in a box of her own,loneliness



Tired of living a life like that

Giving a love she don't get back

Lies as big as a Pontiac

Rolling all over her

Tired of te words that just won't stick

She knows not to believe it

No more hanging on to what will never be

No more hanging on to what will never be



She'd rather try to brave it on her own

This hollow house has never been a home



Tired of living a life like that

Giving a love she don't get back

Lies as big as a Pontiac

Rolling all over her

Tired of te words that just won't stick

She knows not to believe it

No more hanging on to what will never be

No more hanging on to what will never be