Well, you walked in and knocked me right out of my seat
How could a pretty little boy make such a fool out of me
Oh, you [bad word] for cover, you better get on your knees
You better think about it then turn around and leave

Oh, Im ready to let you go
I'm reaching for something that I can't hold
I'm tired of feeling low
I'm getting ready ... to let you go

Well you won't find me cryin' in my drink
I got a little black dress and my toes are painted pink
Oh, my brother said to tell you you're tires look kind of low
My daddy says he knows of a lake where no one goes

Im ready to let you go
I'm reaching for something that I can't hold
I'm tired of feeling low
I'm getting ready ... to let you go

Maybe someday the [bad word] will set you free
Til that day keep you're lying hands off me

Oh, I'm ready to let you go
I'm reaching for something that I can't hold
I'm tired of feeling low
I'm getting ready
Im ready to let you go
I'm reaching for something that I can't hold
I'm tired of feeling low
I'm getting ready ... to let you go