U-Haulin
Bringing up the past
Leave it in the past
I’m tired of hearing your voice
You make too much noise
Making my ears bleed
No need to point to the door
I’ll leave Believe me I’ll leave
I don’t care if it’s snowing
I’m going
Far away from her
Far away from you
No looking back
All you will see is my back
To you Look at that
I’m smiling
Haven’t seen that in a long time
Hello smile of mine
Peace of mind
That ring is mines
This is mines
That’s mines
Mines
All
Mines

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