Lyrics

You say you’re working late but I don’t see that overtime pay
you started losing weight though I swore you looked so great
I don’t need to hire a private eye to track your dirt I can read the signs

I’d take a bullet for you work my fingers right on down to the bone
one thing I’ll never do is rend my soul wail and moan
so if you’re moving on honey I’ll be moving on too moving on too

You quit smoking years ago now your hair has that barroom scent
the Fed Ex man always knocks at our address
I’ll skip the marriage counselors couch you can straighten your own angles out

I’d take a bullet for you work my fingers right on down to the bone
next thing I’ll never do is pine away spend my nights alone
so if you’re moving on honey I’ll be moving on to

Sally at the diner she loves these old blue eyes and my
high school honey swears we never said goodbye
say goodbye I’m looking fine so fine

I’d take a bullet for you work my fingers right on down to the bone
last thing I’ll never do is smoke your memory ‘til I’m good and stoned
so if you’re moving on move on move on ‘cause honey I’m moving on ta ta
moving on moving on too moving on moving on too

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