There's clothes all over the floor
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Don't remember them being here before
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Smell of perfume is in here
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Why's lipstick on mirror
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Yet still I don't understand
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No pictures left in the hall
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There's three new holes in my wall
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Where the hell's my credit cards
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Whys my wallet in the yard
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Still I don't understand
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Well now I guess I should've listened
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When you said you had enough
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A little trick I picked up from my father
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In one ear and out the other
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Why's love gotta be so tough
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Should see the look on my face
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My shit's all over the place
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Whys this happening to me
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Why'd you take both sets of keys
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And still I don't understand
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Well now I guess I should've listened
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When you said you had enough
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A little trick I picked up from my father
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In one ear and out the other
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Why's love gotta be so tough?
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Well I guess I should've listened
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There's clothes all over my floor
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I don't remember them being there before
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There are no candles in here
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Lipsticks still on my mirror
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And still I don't understand
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And now I guess I should've listened
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when you said you had enough
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A little trick I picked up from my father
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In one ear and out the other
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Why must love be so tough?
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Well now I guess I should've listened
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When you said you had enough
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A little trick I picked up from my father
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In one ear and out the other
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Why's love gotta be so tough?
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Should've Listened
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Travis Tritt |