Let Me Get My Zipper Up And My Boots On
No One Will Know What's Gone On
Except The Conscious Eyes That Followed You Around The Room All Night
If Only She Could've Bitten Her Tongue

Half The Time She's Honest With Lies
Because The Truth's Too Hard To Believe

So You Let Her Go Now, You Let Her Go
She's Holding Your Arm As She Greets All Your Friends
The Lights Come Back On And The Dreaded Walk Home In The Rain
You'll Never Hijack These Eyes Again

Half The Time She's Honest With Lies
Because The Truth's Too Hard To Believe

You Leave My Party With Your Left-handed Cigarette And You Look Awful Cold
I'd Love To Hate You But Your Smell's Still On My Jeans
I'm Standing In This Wreck Cause Of Your Smile
You Leave My Body, Yeah, You Leave My Body
I Love Your Voice But I Hate When You Speak