She packed up her suitcase 
And walked to the door 
She said she [bad word] back 
Like she's done before 
I'll bet she's in Dallas 
Before it gets dark 
I know she's thinkin', 
She's breakin' my heart.

She knows I love her 
But she thinks I'll crawl 
But she never knew me 
She never knew me 
She never knew me, at all.

She knows I love her 
I know I need her 
God knows to please her 
I've tried, and I've tried.

By now if I know her 
She's changed her mind 
She'll pull off the highway 
And have a good cry.

And then like a lost child 
She'll [bad word] home 
She thinks I'm waitin' 
There by the phone.

She'll stop in some cafe 
And give me a call 
But she never knew me 
She never knew me 
She never knew me, at all...