Caitlyn Smith Tacoma
I'm leaving
The words fall out of my mouth and onto the floor
I am needing
To pack up my bags and walk right out the door
This is goodbye
I roll the windows down on my green Chevrolet
And I don't know where I'm going
I just know that I cant stay
Might make it Memphis
But if that ain't far enough
I'll speed down the highway to Tulsa, Missoula
So fast that the hurt can't catch up
I'm burning your memory
One mile at a time
All the way to Tacoma
By then you'll be out of my mind
I'm thinking
With a truck stop song and a cold cup of coffee
that I'm drinking
And I'm hurting like hell, but honey how could a not be
You made me
The joker, the fool, yeah the last one to know
I'm gonna put mountains and rivers and deserts between us
Go as far as I can go
Might make it Memphis
But if that ain't far enough
I'll speed down the highway to Tulsa, Missoula
So fast that the hurt can't catch up
I'm burning your memory
One mile at a time
All the way to Tacoma
By then you'll be out of my mind
Might leave some tears in Topeka
Couple of sleepless nights in Cheyenne
Everytime that I miss you
I'll hit the gas as fast as I can
Might make it Memphis
Past those Kansas city lights
All the way to Tacoma
By then you'll be out of my mind
All the way to Tacoma
By then you'll be out of my mind