| Lately she’s been picking fights dropping hints and just last night
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| I caught a tear as she slipped off to sleep
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| She’s not here but she’s not gone I guess she must be waitin' on
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| The kind of man I promised her I’d be
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| As any fool can see
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| She’s gonna cross that line she’s got leaving on her mind
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| And it’s too late but what keeps killing me
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| Is knowing I’ve been blind as any fool can see
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| How long did I think she’d stand for me to be the kind of man
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| That came and went just as I dang well pleased
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| While she sits at home alone with thoughts and feeling’s of her own
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| Lord knows goodbye would bring me to my knees
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| As any fool can see…
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| She’s gonna cross that line,
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| She’s gonna cross that line… |