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She runs away With nothing to say. Shoes in her hands Is salvation coming near? Her hair's a mess And look at that dress. Can't help to say She's got the pills to make it better. Maybe she needs therapy Or maybe she just don't need me. Drinkin', drivin', one night stands Slit your wrist and try again. Mom is gone, daddy's away Sometimes there's nothing left to say. Doesn't want to hold my hand Never call it home again. Down by the liquor store At the corner if she wants more. Take you places far away, Replace the words that you can't say. Home is where the heart(ache) is Empty bottles, fucked up kids. Letras de cancionesLooking for that other place Somethings you just can't erase. Left for dead one Saturday Took the plunge and drove away. Close your eyes, try to forget Home is where the heart(ache) is. Maybe she needs therapy Or maybe she just don't need me. Drinkin', drivin', one night stands Slit your wrist and try again. Home is where the heart(ache) is From Letras Mania