Left my keys in the mailbox. Left the back door unlocked, so I could tell myself I still had a way to crawl back in your bed, and crawl out of my head. So I might be there when you wake up in the morning.
Left my hair in the sink. Left my love in red ink. So I could tell myself I wouldn’t end up back at my mother’s front door. Got cut up by the teeth in the floor. I swore I’d never get half as chewed up as I am now, and just look at how that turned out.
You, yeah you got heartache coming your way. Now there’s nothing else to say, that’s how we’ll leave it.
Left my meds on your desk (the ones you thought I was taking) so I could tell myself I don’t need your help to fill in the cracks. You said I ain’t worth the shirt on my back. Said you’d be hearin’ from me in a month when I’m all out of money.
You, yeah you got heartache coming your way. Now there’s nothing else to say, that’s how we’ll leave it. Don’t you know it has to be this way? Oh Love, you’ve got heartache in your veins. That’s how we’ll leave it.
compositores: Tyler Povanda,Chris Flannery,Phil McGarry
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