Lyrics Story Of Us - In Her Own Words
Last
night
you
were
crying
on
the
phone
Said
you
wanna
see
me
but
you
need
to
be
alone
and
I
I
made
time
'cause
I
wanna
work
it
through
Goodbye
from
my
different
point
of
view,
now
It's
been
weeks
since
you
turned
away
to
leave
Dust
clouds
fly
from
the
backside
of
your
Jeep
And
I
can't
say
if
I
wanna
get
you
back
If
I'll
ever
get
you
back
Do
I
even
want
you
back
now?
(do
I
even
want
you
back
now?)
'Cause
I'm
stuck
between,
caught
in
the
middle
Cut
me
deep,
made
it
seem
simple
Say
you're
leaving
then
you
come
back
home
Counting
down
the
minutes
'til
you
call
my
phone
and
I
Thought
maybe
we
were
getting
in
right
But
we
never
make
it
through
a
drunk
Saturday
night
'Cause
when
the
whiskey
flows,
we
say
too
much
Everybody
knows
where
the
story
of
us
gonna
go
Where
the
story
of
us
gonna
go
Last
night
you
were
sitting
all
alone
Lakeside
on
a
Friday,
didn't
call
you
from
the
road
And
when
I
come
back,
I
don't
wanna
see
your
face
When
I'm
taking
shots
at
Fern's
that's
my
favorite
fucking
place
And
I
wonder
if
I
ever
made
you
feel
like
I'm
letting
go
Do
you
even
remember
November?
You
told
me
you're
never
gonna
leave
me
alone
And
I
wonder
if
I
ever
made
you
feel
like
I'm
letting
go
Do
you
even
remember
November?
You
told
me
you're
never
gonna
leave
me
alone
'Cause
I'm
stuck
between,
caught
in
the
middle
Cut
me
deep,
made
it
seem
simple
Say
you're
leaving
then
you
come
back
home
Counting
down
the
minutes
'til
you
call
my
phone
and
I
Thought
maybe
we
were
getting
in
right
But
we
never
make
it
through
a
drunk
Saturday
night
'Cause
when
the
whiskey
flows,
we
say
too
much
Everybody
knows
where
the
story
of
us
gonna
go
Where
the
story
of
us
gonna
go
Last
night
you
were
crying
on
the
phone
(Do
I
even
want
you
back
now?)
You
wanna
see
me,
but
you
need
to
be
alone
(Do
I
even
want
you
back
now?)
I
wonder
if
I
ever
made
you
feel
like
I'm
letting
go
(Do
I
even
want
you
back
now?)
I
wonder
if
I
ever
made
you
feel
like
I'm
letting
go
'Cause
I'm
stuck
between,
caught
in
the
middle
Cut
me
deep,
made
it
seem
simple
Say
you're
leaving
then
you
come
back
home
Counting
down
the
minutes
'til
you
call
my
phone
and
I
Thought
maybe
we
were
getting
in
right
But
we
never
make
it
through
a
drunk
Saturday
night
'Cause
when
the
whiskey
flows,
we
say
too
much
Everybody
knows
where
the
story
of
us
gonna
go
Where
the
story
of
us
gonna
go
Where
the
story
of
us
gonna
go
Where
the
story
of
us
gonna
go

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