Its So Cold In Here

Well – I guess I’ve gone and done it again I’m pretty sure this time she’s through I just can’t seem to get it right The drinking makes me act a fool I’ll try dropping her off a lunch today Maybe get her a card to ease the pain? But ever since I called her Sally Martha hasn’t been the same We don’t talk like we use to She won’t help me fold my cloths I can tell she’s had enough of me The way she leaves out the garden hose She finally packed her bags and left me She said she needs some room to roam Good Lord - It’s so cold in here It’s almost like she’s home Ever since the day she left me Nothings ever been the same All my clothes are piled in the corner I drink and watch all my favorite games Sometimes I think about her Her sweet ice tea and that flannel robe I take a shot of whiskey to drown the memories Of all the things I’ve lost at home We don’t talk like we use to She won’t help me fold my cloths I can tell she’s had enough of me The way she leaves out the garden hose She finally packed her bags and left me She said she needs some room to roam Good Lord - It’s so cold in here It’s almost like she’s home We don’t talk like we use to She won’t help me fold my cloths I can tell she’s had enough of me The way she leaves out the garden hose She finally packed her bags and left me She said she needs some room to roam Good Lord - It’s so cold in here It’s almost like she’s home Yea -It’s so cold in here It’s almost like she’s home