Lately she's been picking fights, dropping hints and just last night

I caught a tear as she slipped off to sleep

She's not here but she's not gone

I guess she must be waiting on the kind of man I promised her I'd be



Chrous

As and fool can see

She's gonna cross that line

She's got leaving on her find

And it's to late

But whats been killing me

Is knowing I've been blind

As any fool can see



How long did I think she'd stand

For me to be the kind of man

That came and went just as I dang well pleased

Why she sits at home alone with fears and feelings of her own

Lord knows goodbye would bring me to my knees



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