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My indecision is causing me pain |
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It's hard to conceal it |
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And it's harder to name |
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Before I leave for work |
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Here's some words that might hurt |
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But it's something that I have to say |
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Think about me, when he calls around three |
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The time that you know I'm not at home |
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All that I ask is our promises last |
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'Til the time I can stand on my own |
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When I horse breaks a leg |
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Then it's best to shoot it |
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'Cause it's quick and it eases the pain |
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But when a marriage is dying |
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Tell me who does the firing |
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And who is to say who's to blame |
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Think about me, when he calls around three |
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The time that you know I'm not at home |
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All that I ask is our promises last |
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'Til the time I can stand on my own |
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You may think i went to work |
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But i took the day off |
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And i watched him as his car pulled in the drive |
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And although my heart's hurtin' |
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My shotgun is workin' |
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And it packs one hell of a surprise |
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Think about me, when he calls around three |
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'Cause guess what your baby is home |
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I'll cut you in half with a double shot blast |
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And I'll pound on his head with a stone |
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'Til I think I can stand on my own |
