| Gone B4 Yr Home |
| No shopping, no choice I can't stay here and listen to your voice I'll be gone before you're home And if you want to know where, I went to Then baby you, can read it in my note It says I went to be alone Yeah babe, I know I make about twice the money you make But of course, i'm never called a stupid whore or a fake And i don't structure my life Around fear of murder, dismemberment, or rape But i hardly see what that has to do with our relationship Now if you want to know where, i went to Baby you can read it in my note It says I went to be alone |