Strangers On A Train I Won't Be Here
When it seems you're everywhere
And nowhere at all
When you roam these Austin nights
And never call
When those vicious rumors come rollin'
Round, round, round
I ain't gonna blow my stack
But I won't be here when you get back
When I hear how easy you spread
How easy you sprawl
Well, my pulse may slow down to a crawl
When your haunted house of cards
Comes tumblin' down, down, down
Well, I won't have no heart attack
But I won't be here when you get back
When crooked mouths call the house
An' wanna know where you are
And then ask me with a chuckle if I'm your pa
Well, I won't stoop to puttin' landmines
In your stompin' grounds
I won't start to drink or dress in black
But I won't be here when you get back
Oh, you ain't worth my sorrow or my tears
Or another single one of my years
You ain't even worth this song
You're only worth the sound
Of the front door slammin' with a crack
I won't be here when you get back
