She's got a suitcase packed in the trunk, trunk, trunkShe's got a see you later song going bump, bump, bumpShe's got a hurting heavy heart going thump, thump, thumpShe's leavingShe's got a bucket of tears going drop, drip, dropAnd that ring on her finger's coming off, off, offShe's got a boyfriend yelling to stop, stop, stopShe's leavingShould've done this, should've done thatShould've seen the color, yet she don't seeNothing when you're running aroundShe's history left in her memoryTied up, tied with the broken heartstringsOf the things that'll never beShe's leavingShe's leavingShe left her jeans in the washing machine, machine, machineNow she's a red light turning to green, green, greenShe's a goner if you know what I mean, mean, meanShe's leavingShould've done this, should've done thatShould've seen the color, yet she don't seeNothing when you're running aroundShe's history left in her memoryTied up, tied with the broken heartstringsOf the things that'll never beShe's leavingOh, she's leavingLook at her go down that over you roadSaying to herself, should've done this a long time agoYeah, yeah, yeahShould've done this, should've done thatShould've seen the color, yet she don't seeNothing when you're running aroundOh, she's history left in her memoryTied up, tied with the broken heartstringsOf the things that'll never beShe's, she's, she's leavingShe's leavingThat girl, that girlOh, she's leavingShe's leavingThat girl leavingShe's leavingShe's leavingOh, look at her go down that over you roadShe's leavingShe's leaving