I'm down a one way street with a one-night stand

With a one track mind out in no man's land

The punishment sometimes don't seem to fit the crime

Yeah, there's a hole in my soul but one thing I've learned

For every love letter written there's another one burned

So, you tell me how it's gonna be this time (one, two, three, four)

'Cause I'm blowin' out the flame

There's nothing there, girl yeah, I swear

I'm as dry as a seven-year drought

I've got dust for tears, and I'm all tapped out

Sometimes I feel broken and can't get fixed

I know there's been all kinds of shoes underneath your bed

Now I sleep with my boots on, but you're still in my head

Something tells me, this time I'm down to my last licks

'Cause if it's over

Then it's over

And it's driving me insane

I'm telling you girl yeah

Yeah-yeah

Yeah, is it over?

Yeah, it's over

And I'm blowing out the flame

And it's a place where a garden never grows

Yeah-yeah

Good night, Taj

Good night, Chelsea

Cha!