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I'm sitting here alone

Just laying on the couch

For the fifth night straight

Getting used to the quiet 'round here

You might make it home

While I'm still awake

Or I might not see you

'Til the very next day

But you don't seem to care

So I don't know why I'm still here

But I feel the leaving leaving my mind

I reckon you got me this time

I can't think of a thing you could do to run me off

So baby go on out

I'll be here when you get home

Got the tv muted

But it's playing our show

A little Whitley Side B

On my radio

My phone in my lap

Waiting to see your name

Well the dog started growling

When you walked in the door

He didn't even know

Who you were anymore

And I just think it's crazy

Me and him both feel the same

But I feel the leaving leaving my mind

I reckon you got me this time

I can't think of a thing you could do to run me off

So baby go on out

I'll be here when you get home

But I feel the leaving leaving my mind

I reckon you got me this time

I can't think of a thing you could do to run me off

So baby go on out

I'll be here when you get home