Tim Easton - Out Of Your Life

"They had a fight driving home
It was four fists short of violence
So he dropped to his knees in the yard
To spend the rest of the night in silence

He went inside and he waited by the kettle for the tears to start
She went back out and she stepped on the pedal like it was his heart

Her eyes are all frayed, his are dark and played
And there's nothing left underneath
They're at ambition zero hour since he kicked himself in the teeth
Driving like a criminal and crying on the wheel
Dying just to rid yourself of everything you feel

Think you're lonely now, just wait until tonight

It's a trick just to learn how to keep him out of your life
keep him out of your life
keep him out of your life
Disconnected friends all over town
They're disconnected in time

She came back 'cause people rarely do
The thing that's best for him
A downward spiral of undesirable habits
Soon she caught him in a lie again
So she started it up and stepped down on the pedal like it was his heart
As he waited inside for the kettle to boil, it was as black as his heart

Stepped on the peddle like it was his heart
Stepped on the peddle like it was his heart
She stepped on the peddle like it was his heart

Stepped on the peddle like it was his heart
Stepped on the peddle like it was his heart
She stepped on the peddle like it was his heart

Like it was his heart
Like it was his heart
Like it was his heart

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