I’m sittin’ in a smoke ring from a Marlboro light
Added to the list of **** that you, you don’t like
Like my long hair, my old boots, my faded blues
It don’t matter to her, but it does to you
Well, I should’ve called her, I should’ve left you
Sitting the of the road
me you leave me dry
baby, I’m you
I woke up
baby, I’m loving you
I should’ve called of you
I’d like to wake know that I’m enough
I wonder why love has to be tough
found me hurting, I was worthless
made me new, wasn’t trying
But baby, I’m falling you
I’m you I’m leave her
Standing the of the road
me she me dry
baby, I’m falling you
I woke up
I found me something new
I’m you of her
I’m you
Well, I’m tired of hell
I think it’s time I find else
I called her, left you
Sitting the of the road
loves me you leave me dry
I ain’t going to you
I woke up
I found something new
I called of you
I called of you
