tacoma

i'm leaving, the words fall out my mouth, and onto the floor, i am needing, to pack up my bags and walk right out the door, this is goodbye, i'll roll the windows down, on my green chevrolet, and i, don't know where i'm going, just know that i can't stay, might make it to memphis, but if that ain't far enough, i'll speed down the highway to tulsa, mizzoula, so fast that the hurt can't catch up, i'm burning your memory, one mile at a time, all the way to tacoma, by then you'll be out of my mind, i'm thinking, with a truck stop song and a cold cup of coffee, that i'm drinking, and i'm hurting like hell, but honey how could i not be, you made me, the joker, the fool, the last one to know so i'm gonna put, mountains and rivers and deserts between us, go as far as i can go, might make it to memphis, but if that ain't far enough, i'll speed down the highway to tulsa, mizzoula, so fast that the hurt can't catch up, i'm burning your memory, one mile at a time, all the way to tacoma, by then you'll be out of my mind, might leave some tears in topeka, a couple of sleepless nights in cheyenne, every time that i miss you, i'll hit the gas as fast as i can, might make it to memphis, past those kansas city lights, all the way to tacoma, by then you'll be out of my mind, all the way to tacoma, by then you'll be out of my mind