| She took off down the road
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| Towards Austin, and I lost it
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| I heard she wound up in Fort Worth
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| No, I ain’t been the same since
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| My heart’s as hard as that old Caliche dirt
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| Some days are better than others
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| Some are mothers
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| I ain’t even gonna lie
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| Some days, I don’t wanna get up
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| I just wanna give up
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| And don’t even get me started on some nights
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| I guess I could always call her, but why bother?
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| Hell, she won’t pick up that phone
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| Got no pride left to swallow, so tomorrow
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| I’ll try again to just move on
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| Some days are better than others
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| Some are mothers
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| I ain’t even gonna lie
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| Some days, I don’t wanna get up
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| I just wanna give up
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| Don’t even get me started on some nights
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| Some days are better than others
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| Some are mothers
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| I ain’t even gonna lie
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| Some days, I don’t wanna get up
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| I just wanna give up
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| And don’t even get me started
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| Some days are better than others
|
| Some are mothers
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| I ain’t even gonna lie
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| Some days, I don’t wanna get up
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| I just wanna give up
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| And don’t even get me started on some nights
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| Mmm, some nights
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| She took off down the road
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| Towards Austin, and I lost it |