Ain't Coming Back (feat. Chris E Thomas)

Woke up this morning, sun didn't shine
Pain in my head, last night's wine
Try to remember, what had been said
Got a dear john letter, a cold empty bed
Looks like this time she ain't coming back
Well, I should of got it together, she ain't coming back
Oh lord that's a fact
She ain't coming back

Crawl to the kitchen, pick up the phone
Dialing wrong numbers, nobody's home
You said you'd leave me
You didn't think I would
You said it
I did it, this time for good
Looks like this time she ain't coming back
Well I should of got it together she ain't coming back
Oh lord that's a fact

Well I finally got myself together
And focused on that dear john letter
I'm sick of your drinking, a right royal mess
I'm out the door, no return address
Crawl to the kitchen, pick up the phone
Well I'm dialing wrong numbers, nobody's home
You said you'd leave me
You didn't think I would
You said it
I did it, this time for good
Looks like this time she ain't coming back
Well I should of got it together, she ain't coming back

That's a fact, she ain't coming back
Oh no that's a fact babe
Ain't coming back
I know she ain't coming back
That's a fact
She ain't coming back
I ain't coming back
She ain't coming back
No I ain't coming back
I ain't coming back
Well she ain't
Well she ain't
She ain't coming back



Credits
Writer(s): Garry John Vandepol, Scott Andrew Bird, Scott Raymond Mainwaring
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