another mid-day shower just thinking of you
didn’t see me with love in your eyes
you thought that might make me cry

I’m a gold ring on your hand
I deserve better praise like the rush is gonna sink us all again

you feel cold in the night, wondering why you let me slide
but let me tell you that I’m free of it babe
and I don’t want it no more

you didn’t have to do too much hard-damn convincing
the door was right there and I just walked on out

another mid-day shower just singing the blues
but don’t get it twisted, cuz I ain’t hurting for you

I got a six blade knife and I’m running to shoot
I ain’t doing no trippin in my cognac cowgirl boots

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try to keep it quiet now darling
cuz they’re coming for you