Still not used to you being gone
It's been hard for me to just move on
I'm stuck in a place I don't wanna be
If you change your mind and come looking form e
I'm living here in lonesomeville
Down the street just over the hill
A little house two trees in the yard
And one great big broken heart
It's always raining and the sun don't shine
When you live on solitary drive
I poor me some whiskey when I get home from work
Sit on the couch and do nothing but hurts
I finally cry myself to sleep
When you're living here in lonesomeville
Down the street just over the hill
A little house two trees in the yard
And one great big broken heart
It's always raining and the sun don't shine
When you live on solitary drive
It's always raining and the sun don't shine
When you live on solitary drive
If you ever change your mind
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