Your bags out on the bed
Your closets all cleared out
You say you're goin' to Jacksonville
'cause our love is all worn out
You're searching in my eyes
To try and find a tear
But the well of my forgiveness
Has dried up with the years

You might still look pretty
In that lacey little dress
But I think you've got your signals crossed
If you think that I'm a mess
 [bad word] 
I ain't gonna die, I ain't gonna cry
I won't wear my heart out on my sleeve
You can take the car, but you won't break my heart
Oh and darlin' turn the lights out when you leave
I ain't gonna shake, I ain't gonna break
I ain't gonna fall down on my knees
So if everything's been said I'm heading back to bed
Oh and darlin' turn the lights out when you leave

It's like a prime time movie
You play the part so well
You do believe you're Heaven-sent
And livin' here is [bad word] I hear it's hot in Florida
And it's raining here tonight
But the Sun gonna shine tomorrow
And I'm gonna do alright

You might still look pretty
In that lacey little dress
But I think you've got your signals crossed
If you think that I'm a mess

[repeat [bad word] 

You might still look pretty
In that lacey little dress
But I think you've got your signals crossed
If you think that I'm a mess

[repeat [bad word] 

So if everything's been said I'm heading back to bed
Oh and darlin' turn the lights out when you leave