Well, you walked in and knocked me right out of my seat could a pretty little boy have made such a fool outta me? You better run for cover You better get on your knees You think about it and/then turn around leave
I'm ready to let you go I'm reaching for something I can't hold I'm tired of feelin' low I'm getting ready To let you go
Well you won't find cryin' in my drinks I got a little black dress and my toes are painted pink My brother said to tell you your tires look kind of low daddy says 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 truth will set you free Til day keep your lyin' hands off me Oh,
I'm ready to let you go 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 let you go