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I’m a thousand miles from home
Then it hit me hard
You never let me be, the be, I wanna be
A nag, Monday to Friday
A bitch, Saturday and Sunday
The only time the princess in you appears
Is when you sleep, curled, like a cherub prays

I’m a thousand miles from home
Nothing but a gunny-sack
Strapped to my back, thumbing a ride
On a lonely highway, desert cold
Leading to nowhere, but far from you
I’ll follow the sun, taking turns with the moon
Count all the stars, whistling a happy tune

I’m a thousand miles from home
Where do I go?
Was I wrong to walk out the door
Was it really, all about me
She knew I can’t live without the NFL on tv
Not like it was everyday
Just Thursday to Monday

I’m a thousand miles from home
Then it hit me hard
She hasn’t even called, not a text, what the fuck!
Could it be, that she’s happy
Smiling ear to ear, dripping tears of joy
I walked out the door, left everything behind
Failed to try, to make it right

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