You don't call for two whole weeks
Then you think I'm gonna fall at your feet
When you walk through that door
Like a cloud of dust you just disappear
You've gotta lot of nerve to show up here
At a quarter to four
You think candy and roses are gonna make it better
You say you needed time to sort things out
You've been up all night drivin' around
Doing some thinkin'
Your shirts untucked and your hairs a mess
I smell whiskey on your breath
But you ain't been drinkin'
Now you're telling me that you and I were meant to be together
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