(Mary Chapin Carpenter)



She threw her purse upon the bed

She looked around and shook her head

There's really nothing left she said

There's nothing I ain't done

She wore her favorite dress tonight

She hoped her hair would catch the light

And you just sat there getting tight

On double shots of rum



You don't care what people say

They're gonna do it anyway

You don't hear what you don't use

It's always been the same old news

You don't beg and you don't plead

Or miss a thing that you don't need

She knew by the way you kissed her

When she's gone, you won't miss her



Morning comes on an old cat's paw

And when the sun hits the wall

The light's as bright was it ever was

After or before

And you wince as waking pounds your head

And you drag your arm across the bed

And the tangled sheets and the twisted spread

Fall onto the floor



And the kitchen table finds you silent

If you had a thought now you can't find it

You take a long draw on your smoke

And taste your coffee growing cold

She didn't beg and she didn't plead

She knew exactly how to leave

The way she knew when you kissed her

When she's gone you won't miss her



She didn't beg and she didn't plead

She knew exactly when to leave

They way she knew as you kissed her

When she's gone you won't miss her