Well, you walked in and knocked me right out of my seat How could a pretty little boy have made such a fool outta me? You better run for cover You better get on your knees You better think about it and/then turn around leave
I'm ready to let you go I'm reaching for something that I can't hold I'm tired of feelin' 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 My brother said to tell you your tires look kind of low My daddy says he knows of a lake where no one goes
I'm ready to let you go I'm reaching for something that I can't hold I'm tired of feelin' low I'm getting ready To let you go
Maybe someday the truth will set you free Til that day keep your lyin' 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 feelin' low I'm getting ready I'm ready to let you go I'm reaching for something that I can't hold I'm tired of feelin' low I'm getting ready To let you go
