Lipstick letters across the mirror this morning Said, "goodbye, baby." You left with no warning Like a thief in the night, you ran away with my heart I can't believe my eyes, must be a bad dream You always said we had a good thing You never once let on

Woke up this morning, was a chill in the air Went into the kitchen, your cigarettes were lying there Your jacket hung on the chair where you left it last night Everything was in place, everything was all right But you were missing Last night I dreamed

And where I'll find comfort God knows 'Cause you left me just when I needed you most You left me just when I needed you most Woke up this morning and I stared out the window I didn't stand in your way I miss you more than I missed you before And I

No candle, no light for you I, I woke up on the wrong side of ya We gotta, we gotta, we gotta face it The fire, the fire ain't no longer blazin' SMS in the morning light You don't even know that I left, do ya? Can't handle my love Can't handle your lies

The first thing this morning Was to have you walk out on me Oh the last thing I needed The postman delivered A "past due" bill notice The alarm clock rang two hours late The garbage man left all the trash On the sidewalk And the hinges fell off of the

The day before you came Must have left my house at eight, because I always do My train, I'm certain, left the station just when it was due I must have read the morning paper going into town And having gotten through the editorial, no doubt I must have

'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you Throw my ticket out the window Throw my suitcase out there, too Throw my troubles out the door I don't need them any more I should have left this town this morning But it was more than I could do Oh, your love

Last night, I lost the best friend I've ever had Well she's gone of and left me, oh make me feel so bad Well it's early in the morning, Baby and my love come falling down to you I want you to tell me babe, honey what are we gonna do? Well I wait 'till

Just a little after nine I left your house this morning 'Bout a quarter after nine Coulda been the Willie Nelson Coulda been the wine When I left your house this morning, It was a little after nine It was in Bobcaygeon, I saw the constellations Reveal

You left my heart as empty As a Monday morning church It used to be so full of faith and now it only hurts And I can hear the devil whisper "Things are only getting worse" You left your Bible on the dresser So I put it in the drawer 'Cause I can't seem