He stood in the doorway Holdin his head halfpast low You could still feel the perfume Hangin at the end of the hall She tried to fight it She kept on denyin it Knowing that hed lose without her But the fussin, the fightin The boozin, the cryin Left her more empty than hopes Id rather love you than leave you, my darlin But lovins just not what we do So, as hard as a habit and as cold as my heart Im breakin this forever for now It only took two days Til Johnny got locked up in jail The other guy didnt die But he wont be walkin for awhile But the phone kept on ringin But she wouldnt let him Get the best of her Cause theres no more playin momma Enough with the drama Little boy, stand on your own Id rather love you than leave you, my darlin But lovins just not what we do So, as hard as a habit, as cold as my heart Im breakin this forever for now
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