Somebody woke you up with a letter
Picture postcards hanging on the wall
Five long years, it seemed it was forever
It's funny how he sounds so desperate when he calls
You've been walking on dry gra** now
Time to leave this poor blue town
Hell, your man screams vengeance when he can
He raised his hand to greet you again
And the sun never looked so good
Those keys, warm in your hands
His bottle on the table, empty where it stands
You cannot hide those red eyes now
Time to leave this poor blue town
You've tried to heal and hide those scars
Travelin' up your leg so far
That knock, knock, knockin' inside your head
Gonna turn her platinum hair to red
Now you're never scared no more, no more
You can't believe you're used to this tug of war
Closing time and all is sound
A good time to leave this poor blue town
And when he wakes and looks around
Standing in this poor blue town
This poor blue town