She lives in my head rent free, I've been in bed for a week

Thinking about what we could be I'll take a whiskey and a double shot

Can't see how because I'm double-crossed I'm blinded by what I want and what I can't see

I'm kicking cans in the back street She ain't ever gave a damn if you ask me

And it was going good till it went south So let me pack my bags and my six-string

She told me I better not come back home, I suppose

Now I'm a man that belongs to the road Not to a girl who's shallow

You keep me coming back Now I beg for what we had

I took your hand and told you I'd never let you go, so why'd you?

Leave me stranded in the deep end You're so shallow and I'm sinking

I cut you off again, we're done for good but still I'm

I'm kicking cans in the back street She ain't ever gave a damn if you ask me

And it was going good till it went south So let me pack my bags and my six-string

She told me I better not come back home, I suppose

Now I'm a man that belongs to the road Not to a girl who's shallow

So why'd you push me away

Push me away, push me away

Now can't you see? Can't you see we're falling astray

I'm kicking cans in the back street She ain't ever gave a damn if you ask me

And it was going good till it went south So let me pack my bags and my six-string

She told me I better not come back home, I suppose

Now I'm a man that belongs to the road Not to a girl who's shallow