Go home to your girl
Pay the bills and lock the door
Now check the new and try to find someone who died
Go on, make a trip
Through the kitchen to the back fridge
To ease your mind to take it off those unpleasant
[Chorus]
Oh I'm so sorry I don't spend my time chopping firewood and
I'm so sorry I don't take pride in the size of my truck and
I'm so sorry I don't take advice from every person close to me and
I'm so healthy because I don't listen to a word you say to me
Don't change a thing cuz' your'e life is perfect man
Got everything that you could need
So slam your fist onto the table
And curse yourself for letting it go like
[Chorus]
Your mind is an airport
Where nothing no one stays
[Chorus]
Oh I'm so sorry I don't spend my time chopping firewood and
I'm so sorry I don't take pride in the size of my truck and
I'm so sorry I don't take advice from every person close to me and
I'm so angry cuz' you don't listen to a word that I say to you
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