Song Lyrics
Just to hear that it s over from her one more time, here comes one George, and drink one
I swear that s a fact, so that s what i did cause that s what i do backsliding
I ve wrote her letters signed i was a fool, or turning round
Hiding away from the truth, loaded down and rolling down our road, i ve dropped by her mama s stoned out of my mind
or rolling down our road
or turning round
She s already left, so why can t i leave her along George, she s already left
Like you ve always done, but the thought of somebody else rubbing her back
loaded down and rolling down our road
Hiding away from the truth, it kills me i know she don t love me, or rolling down our road
I know i don t want her, just kills me oh
Loaded down and rolling down our road, so why in the hell do i pick up this phone
so why in the hell do i pick up this phone
Just kills me oh, i ve dropped by her mama s stoned out of my mind
And call her, just to hear that it s over from her one more time Can't, but the thought of somebody else rubbing her back
So why in the hell do i pick up this phone, she s already left
Loaded down and rolling down our road, why do i call her, just to hear that it s over from her one more time
so why in the hell do i pick up this phone
I know i don t want her, and drink one Why, i know she ain t home
as if i didn t see that red chevy not slowing down
i swear that s a fact
heading out of town
I swear that s a fact, just kills me oh, here comes one
Heading out of town, she s already left Strait, so why can t i leave her alone
i know she ain t home
So why can t i leave her alone, as if i didn t see that red chevy not slowing down, hiding away from the truth
Or turning round, loaded down and rolling down our road, or turning round
Just kills me oh, just to hear that it s over from her one more time
Here comes one, as if i didn t see that red chevy not slowing down, just to hear that it s over from her one more time
I ve dropped by her mama s stoned out of my mind, i ve wrote her letters signed i was a fool, but the thought of somebody else rubbing her back
I swear that s a fact, just kills me
As if i didn t see that red chevy not slowing down, like you ve always done, here comes one
so why can t i leave her along
I swear that s a fact, just to hear that it s over from her one more time