When you walked out the door
I failed to recognize
Not having you no more would be a blessing in disguise
The promises you broke, the lies that you spoke
the way you said goodbye
Final destination's been the inspiration 
in the sad songs that I write
Should be down in the dumps down in the mouth sporting a frown but i ain't
Making the rounds all over town,
running you down but i can't
To tell you the truth the least I could do is send you flowers and a note of thanks
Crying all the way to the bank
Well I just can't forget the way you broke my heart
But it helps when i fret on this old flattop guitar
You see a girl's gotta live and it pays to forgive all you put me thru
I oughta be willing, I'm making a killing, all because of losing you
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