One,
two, three,
four.
♪ She's crying on the phone ♪
♪ Miles between us but she's still my own ♪
♪ I hear it in her tone ♪
♪ I know she's getting tired of being alone ♪
♪ They say distance makes the heart grow fonder ♪
♪ But I can't break it on much longer ♪
♪ So don't come home, just stay out ♪
♪ God,
there ain't nothing left for you here now ♪
♪ Just a memory of a spark that lit a flame inside my heart ♪
♪ Cause it's all smoke and embers now ♪
♪ Cause it's all smoke and embers now ♪
♪ He's lying on the floor ♪
♪ Saying, baby, just a few more shows ♪
♪ And when he comes back home ♪
♪ Now he ain't the man I used to know ♪
♪ Distance makes the heart grow fonder ♪
♪ He can't break my heart much longer ♪
♪ So don't come home, just stay out ♪
♪ God,
there ain't nothing left for you here now ♪
♪ Just a memory of a spark that lit a flame
inside my heart ♪
♪ All our walls are empty,
now pictures on the shelf ♪
♪ Oh, we've
got some memories of before we went to hell ♪
♪ Cause it's all smoke and
embers now ♪
♪ It's all smoke and embers now ♪
♪ Cause it's all smoke and embers now ♪
♪
So don't come home,
just stay out ♪
♪ Cause there ain't nothing left for us here now ♪