| My indecision is causing me pain
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| It’s hard to conceal it and it’s harder to name
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| But before I leave for work 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 a horse breaks a leg then it’s best to shoot it
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| Cause it’s quick and it eases the pain
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| When a marriage is dying tell me who does the firing
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| And who is to say who’s to blame?
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| You may think I went to work 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', 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’s 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 |