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[Verse 1]
Well, the mailbox has its place
In the driveways where this ends
True love this time's the case
And around the corner's where it bends
A jack of all trades is what he claims
What a clever game to win
And I hold my head ashamed
'Cause I'm not home to defend
[Chorus]
And I can't miss you like this
And you're way to close to him
I spend my days out on this highway
Hangin' from this limb
And the phone has been hung up
And the sheets are way too thin
And there ain't nothin'
No, there ain't nothin' I can do about it
[Verse 2]
The last time that I tried this
Was the last time that I did
Just one single move of madness
Can bring this whole thing to an end
And losin' sleep and bein' angry
Ain't the puzzle piece to fit
And all the things that you said to me
We should have never tried again
[Chorus]
And I can't miss you like this
And you're way to close to him
I spend my days out on this highway
Hangin' from this limb
And the phone has been hung up
And the sheets are way too thin
And there ain't nothin'
No, there ain't nothin' I can do about it
[Instrumental]
And I can't miss you like this
And you're way to close to him
I spend my days out on this highway
Hangin' from this limb
And the phone has been hung up
And the sheets are way too thin
And there ain't nothin'
No, there ain't nothin' I can do about it
[Outro]
No, there ain't nothin'
No, there ain't nothin'
[Instrumental]
No, there ain't nothin'
No, there ain't nothin'
Written by: Ben Hussey, Clayton Landua
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