Tacoma – Caitlyn Smith – letras

I’m leavingThe words fall out my mouthAnd onto the floorI am needingTo pack up my bags and walk right out the doorThis is goodbyeI’ll roll the windows downOn my green Chevrolet, and IDon’t know where I’m goingJust know I can’t stayMight make it to MemphisBut if that ain’t far enoughI’ll speed down the highway to Tulsa, MizzoulaSo fast that the hurt can’t catch upI’m burning your memoryOne mile at a timeAll the way to TacomaBy then I hope you’ll be out of my mindI’m thinkingWith a truck stop song and a cold cup of coffeeThat I’m drinkingAnd I’m hurting like hellBut honey how could I not beYou made meThe joker, the foolThe last one to know so I’m gonna putMountains and deserts and rivers between usGo as far as I can goMight make it to MemphisBut that ain’t far enoughI’ll speed down the highway to Tulsa, MizzoulaSo fast that the hurt can’t catch upI’m burning your memoryOne mile at a timeAll the way to TacomaBy then you’ll be out of my mindMight leave some tears in TopekaA couple of sleepless nights in CheyenneEvery time I miss youI’ll hit the gas as fast as I canMight make it to MemphisPast the Kansas City lineAll the way to TacomaBy then you’ll be out of my mindAll the way to TacomaBy then you’ll be out of my mind