Well it seems so strange to me
The way you change when you come home
You drink a little and you can't stop
Staring at the telephone
You watch the hands on the white clock
You hung beside the mirror
Till the numbers get blurry
And the morning light shimmers
Cause you know she's not coming home
Well it seems so strange to me
How she pretended not to notice
The lipstick on your collar
And the numbers in your wallet
Packed her life into a suitcase
She left a note on the dresser
Put her pictures in the fireplace
She knew you wouldn't miss her
Now she's headed for the border
Going to start a new life
Left it all behind her
Driving till the morning light
You told too many lies
She had to say goodbye