Skipping Town
She's so into herself, she'd never see
a marching band in front of her on the street.
He won't even look at me.
She drives me crazy as her mouth runs free
like scalding water all over me
and they all make me feel unneeded.
But its fine.
I don't mind.
cuz I'm
skipping town tonight.
I'm no coward, knocked out before the fight.
I'll just listen as you pull out your good knives
like I always do.
But you're...gonna listen too.
Where I go, I don't care.
Boston's too obvious, they'd find me there.
North Carolina sounds just right,
think I'm gonna go there tonight.
You know I'm the type
that always walks out without a fight.
Yet I've got bruises and my body aches,
guess I'll always be this way...
I'm a big talker with fancy words I never back up
but this time is different cuz
I've had enough,
I'm fed up
and I'm leaving town tonight.
Come on and pull out the big guns.
Hit me with the big ones.
You're in for the
surprise of
your life.
You're getting an earful tonight.
I'm skipping you and this town tonight.
Copyright © Joy Bohland | Year Posted 2010
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