Lyrics
Two, three, four
It wasn't a plane
Nor a train
It barely was even a bus
But I made it here
All the same
And darling I done it for us
Over some beer somewhere near here
I broke down and told what I felt
You're going to be fine
And I'm going to hell
It was one year ago to this day
You left me alone in a field
And he picked you up in his new truck
And since then I still haven't healed
It's been a bad year but I made it here
With only this last thing to tell
You're going to be fine
And I'm going to hell
Well we lost out on love
And now you're better off
But for me it's not going so well
You're going to be fine
And I'm going to hell
You're going to be fine
And I'm going to hell
You're going to be fine
And I'm going to hell
