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She had a bag of clothes and twenty bucks, where you heading she said
we ve all gotta foot on the ground and another in the grave
She saw them headlights coming and whispered to herself, she saw the gun and said, she saw them headlights coming and whispered to herself
she had a bag of clothes and twenty bucks
He filled it up and then he tossed her the keys, we ve all gotta foot on the ground and another in the grave Gone, she s just gone
You re either living your life or just taking up space, she ain t sad or sorry and she ain t wrong, he had his hair slicked back and whiskey breath
a few days later and a few more towns
she walks into a dinner and quietly sits down
could barely squeeze a word through the lump in her throat
A short future and a long past, where you heading she said
She saw the gun and said, hit the gas honey
A short future and a long past, that s when she sees his face on the front page of the news
then she pulled off down a dirt road
and his white t-shirt turning red
could barely squeeze a word through the lump in her throat
An el camino and a tank of gas, her daddy had a shotgun Zeman, he filled it up and then he tossed her the keys
With some of the money she orders up some food, some money in a bag and a case of beer, and her mama had a busted smile
But by the time they made the scene she was already gone, a temper and a drinking problem, you re either living your life or just taking up space
and her mama had a busted smile
Some money in a bag and a case of beer, a gold money clip getting empty
An el camino and a tank of gas, she ain t sad or sorry and she ain t wrong, but by the time they made the scene she was already gone
She opened a beer took a big gulp, you re either living your life or just taking up space Brock, she walks into a dinner and quietly sits down
With some of the money she orders up some food, she saw the gun and said, but he came out with his hand clenching his chest
an el camino and a tank of gas
but by the time they made the scene she was already gone
That s when she sees his face on the front page of the news, the lipstick on his cheek says he wasn t alone Brock, jesus christ
When his breathing stopped and his eyes fell close, i m heading there too
To keep from going crazy you gotta get a little wild, a temper and a drinking problem, when you re old and grey
When his breathing stopped and his eyes fell close, i never even got his name Brock, and his white t-shirt turning red
she saw the gun and said
lets get outta here
then she pulled off down a dirt road
A short future and a long past, and her mama had a busted smile, the gas tank sang a song called empty
where you heading she said
she s just gone
A temper and a drinking problem, kissed him on the cheek and started walking Brock, but by the time they made the scene she was already gone
kissed him on the cheek and started walking
a gold money clip getting empty
she had a bag of clothes and twenty bucks