Low Hangin' Fruit

When they leave you hanging like the low fruit branch you hang on And the lost cause feeling feels the same Just know that the cold night is colder with no loving arm around you And the wind will go a whispering my name I got a long-form letter that was better than a take-me-back song I read it twice just outta spite and gone and went and burned it in the backyard lawn Some kinda nerve, you don't deserve a second chance glance in the back of my mind I can't deny I wanna drive to you and drive away to add another tear to your eye We get the rain from April to June Sow the seed and the seed gon' bloom You better pray to the man upstairs You find a tree to bear you and your low hangin', low hangin', low hangin' fruit You go and pick me off the branch There ain't a chance that I'll be coming back to you Tell me, why's your crazy ass is steady knockin' and a bangin' on my door? Just take your lies and alibis and all the boxes and the baggage off the porch And while you're out there on the curb I hope you learn that you ain't welcome back around There ain't a spoonful of sugar to help the taste of your own medicine go down Yeah, we get the rain from April to June Sow the seed and the seed gone bloom You better pray to the man upstairs You find a tree to bear you and your low hangin', low hangin', low hangin' fruit You go and pick me off the branch There ain't a chance that I'll be coming back to you Yeah, we get the rain from April to June Sow the seed and the seed gone bloom You better pray to the man upstairs You find a tree to bare you and your low hangin', low hangin', low hangin' fruit You go and pick me off the branch There ain't a chance that I'll be coming back to you (Ain't no coming back to you) Ain't no chance that I'll be coming back to you (Ain't no coming back, ain't no coming back to you) Ain't no coming back to you When they leave you hanging like the low fruit branch you hang on