He'll be sailing 'cross the ocean,

By the time you turn around

All he carries is his pride, he has nothing to his name.

What he's leaving you behind,

Is the burden of the blame.

He's somewhere across the border,

In some lonely little town

A tattoo on his arm, is all that will remain

Of a lady, with no heart, playing stupid little games

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He'll be over the horizon,

By the time you come around.

You can stare up at the sky

Building castles in the air

He won't be coming back this time,

There'll be no answer to your prayers.

There's no need to be sorry for yourself

It don't matter anyhow

Don't go looking for him lady yeah

Don't looking for him lady yeah