I got a drive-away car in Georgia 
And baby boy, there's two lines in the road: 
One to leave you lonely 
And the other to leave me alone 
To get down to the easy flow 
You've got to cut through the thick brew 

Honey, I've shamed your angel name 
Oh, my petal in the puddle, 
I'm talking about the time I've been long gone 
I shot my insides out with grief and Mr. Kessler

All tanked up 
And dressed down in desire 
And I hope you understand 
I'm not your man anymore