Walkin'
Just walk out baby
Go on walk right out that door
Keep on walking baby
Til you hit a wall can't walk anymore
Burn your bridges down
I won't be there to put them out
Why don't you hit the road
Go on and show me
What lonely is all about
Your skin has touched me
For the very last time
Your taste spent everything
Except my last dime
So its high time for you to
Pack your things and
Get up out of my life
I remember baby
When you walked right up to me
Your face painted on
Showing me how good it could be
When that shine wore off
And your true colors did show through
Now its time for me
To give you my size 11 boot
Your skin has touched me
For the very last time
Your taste spent everything
Except my last dime
So its high time for you to
Pack your things and
Get up out of my life
Your skin has touched me
For the very last time
Your taste spent everything
Except my last dime
So its high time for you to
Pack your things and
Get up out of my life
I remember baby
When you walked right up to me
Your face painted on
Showing me how good it could be
Your skin has touched me
For the very last time
Your taste spent everything
Except my last dime
So its high time for you to
Pack your things and
Get up out of my life
Your skin has touched me
For the very last time
Your taste spent everything
Except my last dime
So its high time for you to
Pack your shit and
Get up out of my life
Go on walk right out that door
Keep on walking baby
Til you hit a wall can't walk anymore
Burn your bridges down
I won't be there to put them out
Why don't you hit the road
Go on and show me
What lonely is all about
Your skin has touched me
For the very last time
Your taste spent everything
Except my last dime
So its high time for you to
Pack your things and
Get up out of my life
I remember baby
When you walked right up to me
Your face painted on
Showing me how good it could be
When that shine wore off
And your true colors did show through
Now its time for me
To give you my size 11 boot
Your skin has touched me
For the very last time
Your taste spent everything
Except my last dime
So its high time for you to
Pack your things and
Get up out of my life
Your skin has touched me
For the very last time
Your taste spent everything
Except my last dime
So its high time for you to
Pack your things and
Get up out of my life
I remember baby
When you walked right up to me
Your face painted on
Showing me how good it could be
Your skin has touched me
For the very last time
Your taste spent everything
Except my last dime
So its high time for you to
Pack your things and
Get up out of my life
Your skin has touched me
For the very last time
Your taste spent everything
Except my last dime
So its high time for you to
Pack your shit and
Get up out of my life
Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Eubanks
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