| World is closin' in on me
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| Don’t know what to do
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| Can’t see the big picture anymore
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| If there’s even one to view
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| Wife keeps pushin' buttons
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| Spend all day starin' at a little screen
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| I’m feelin' invisible
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| The blues can’t even find me
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| Wish I had a name for feelin' nothin'
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| Wish I still had my old address
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| Where anyone could come on over
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| And just put me in a mess
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| Now I’m tellin' everybody
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| When we’ll be takin' our next breath
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| Blues can’t even find me
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| Like we never even met
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| She cried all the way to Memphis
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| With the kids in back
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| And only me to talk it out with
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| Used to be like that
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| Now there’s fifty people in the car
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| And the kids are grown
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| And I’ve heard her side fifty times
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| Talkin' on her cell phone
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| Now we’re just so lonely
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| And there’s no turnin' back
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| It’s virtually impossible
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| But I can live with that
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| I wouldn’t want in on this train wreck
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| Wouldn’t wanna be on this last date
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| Now the blues can’t even find me
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| All I know to do is wait
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| Now the blues can’t even find me
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| All I know to do is wait |