That Johnny Cash poster, hangin' on the wall
That black and white one, where he's flippin' you off
And that fist-sized hole it's hidin',
In between the studs behind it, I put that thereThat black mark in the driveway, on the way out to the road
That dashboard Jesus, bobbin' as she goes
That desperate in the prayer, she's prayin',
That heart full of lonely kinda feelin', I put that thereThat hundred miles of highway, between her and me
That whole lot of empty, where she used to be
That whiskey bottle smashed, in pieces on the floor
Like so many reasons she don't love me no more
That goodbye, hangin' like smoke in the air, I put that thereThat pawn shop tag on a quarter-carat ring
That cover-up tattoo, over her name
That fist full of golden rings,
That hole where my heart used to be, I put that thereOh, that hundred miles of highway, between her and me
That whole lot of empty, where she used to be
That whiskey bottle smashed, in pieces on the floor
Like so many reasons she don't love me no more
That goodbye, hangin' like smoke in the air, yeah, I put that thereYeah, that hundred miles of highway, between her and me
That whole lot of empty, where she used to be
That whiskey bottle smashed, in pieces on the floor
Like so many reasons she don't love me no more
That goodbye, hangin' like smoke in the air, yeah, I put that thereOh, I put that there
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DERIC RUTTAN, JONATHAN DAVID SINGLETONPublished by
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