Joan moved away to Colorado
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Said she found God and a boyfriend as well
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One that one hit her or make her feel shallow
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There's a lot to learn about Joan
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Before I moved in Joan had a fling with the landlord
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So she got to stay here for free
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And I'm not a genius but I figured out
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There's a lot to learn from Joan
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And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
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To stop at the place where they slowly misplaced your life...
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Go get it right
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I went to the closet to get dressed for work
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When I spotted a box I had not seen before
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With all kinds of letters that never got sent to a guy in Colorado since 1994
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And I know it's wrong
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But I sat and opened in no certain order
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A letter or two she talked about blisters and bruises of anger
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And she bought a handgun to learn how to shoot
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And the last letter said that she had to get out
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But I couldn't make out the rest of the note
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From the blood stains all over the page of the letters
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There's a lot to learn
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And there's a lot I learned about Joan
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And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
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To stop at the place where you slowly misplaced your life
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Oh and after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
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To stop at the place where they slowly misplaced your life...
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Go get it right
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Go get it right
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Go get it right
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Go get it right
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Joan
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| Butch Walker |
