It’s Only A Song

It’s only a song
I like the tune.
The words get up my nose.
The easy excuse of a selfish man,
who’s seeking a newer bed.
So here’s a new song, Buster,
The words you should have said.

From Phoenix to Oklahoma,
is over a thousand miles.
And I see your face
as I drive each one.
You cry because I left you.
But it only hardens my heart,
I told you I would leave.
That we would really part.
Stop your crying, Baby,
Get on with your life.
You were never my home,
you’ll never be my wife.

Theses are the words I hear
When I try to play this song.
She was in love,
and the bastard did her wrong.