Cry On the Shoulder

Driving down, a two-lane road Gonna see where this dirt path takes me With windows open, I’m trying to unload Been driving so long, where even could I be? Life’s been hard, that I can’t deny I miss that look in your eyes Every time you looked in the sky I wish you’d never said those goodbyes I ain’t that tough, but tell me, was I ever enough? The road is blurring out And I remember that doubt. Reading that note, could you hear my plea? But it won’t get better, that I can guarantee I’ll pull over on the shoulder, and kill the motor It’s probably better to cry out here and give my mind some time to clear, Then let my mind slip away and have this be my last day… (don’t you think?) Now there’s something I ought to have told yah, but now it’s kind of to late I wish that I had noticed, but now those thoughts make me shutter All those things that we did, were they all just a bait To show that you were okay, When now I know that you weren’t I ain’t that good, at calling bluffs This pain makes me feel like I’m in cuffs The road is blurring out And I remember that doubt, Reading that note, could you hear my plea? Will get any better, can you guarantee? I’ll pull over on the shoulder, and kill the motor It’s probably better to cry out here and give my mind some time to clear, Then let my mind slip away and have this be my last day… (don’t you think?) I’ll pull over, here And kill the motor Now that you are gone I’ve no shoulder to cry on So this will do, while I’m missing you I’ll pull over, and cry on the shoulder. How come you never thought That I loved you so much I’m sitting here so distraught Letting go of the clutch I can’t even think, of looking for another Not when I’m so undone I’ll go home to my mother, After losing my special someone. Oh I wish, that I could cry on your shoulder But I can’t, and my heart’s all the colder With you gone I’ll pull over on the shoulder, and kill the motor It’s probably better to cry out here and give my mind some time to clear, Then let my mind slip away and have this be my last day… (don’t you think? Don’t you think-) I’ll pull over, here And kill the motor Now that you’re gone I’ve no shoulder to cry on So this will do, while I’m missing you I’ll pull over, and cry on the shoulder. I’ll pull over, and cry on the shoulder. I’ll pull over- And cry on the shoulder…