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Was it hard for her |
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To just call it quits |
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Or easier than i'd like to admit |
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With no second glances and my second chances all spent |
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Did she have a choice when she up and packed |
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Why'd she raise her voice |
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Say i'm not coming back |
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How on earth could i deserve a leavin like that |
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I know a little somethin about everything |
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Ol' Einstein ain't got nothin on me |
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I just might hold the answers to mankinds creation |
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But ask me why she's gone |
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And I'd say that's sure one |
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Hell of a question |
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Did i drink, did i smoke, did i gamble too much |
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Did spend too much time underneath that old truck |
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Did my runnin round run her down til she'd had enough |
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Was it one big mistake or just part of gods plan |
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Did little old me push her over the edge |
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Or did she leave because she believed |
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I didn't give a damn |
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I know a little somethin about everything |
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Ol' Einstein ain't got nothin on me |
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I just might hold the answers to mankinds creation |
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But ask me why she's gone |
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I'd say that's sure one |
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Hell of a question |
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Will I break, will I make it through the night |
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Will her memory drive me out of my mind |
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I know a little somethin about everything |
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Ol' Einstein ain't got nothin on me |
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I just might hold the answers to mankinds creation |
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But ask me can I hang on |
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I'd say that's sure one |
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Hell of a question |
