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Packin' that bag you unpacked yesterday Watchin' the world through the windowpane From the second row of the ten-man van That you've been calling home It ain't quite the life you dreamed about When Momma calls and you miss out 'Cause you're on stage at a damned ole one-off show They tell you 'bout the old guitars The songs that bought the house and cars And how your hometown's proud of where you are And your name up on the marquee sign But not the dark that comes to find you Every single time them lights go down Yeah, that's the part, they don't tell you about You try to dry her eyes, from a thousand miles apart And hope that Band-Aid on her heart Sticks just long enough for you to make it home She feels like she comes in second place To plaques on walls and long highways She needs something more than words to hold on to They tell you 'bout the old guitars The songs that bought the house and cars And how your hometown's proud of where you are SongtexteAnd they tell you 'bout the girls you'll get But not the one you're gonna miss While they scream your name again in some small town Yeah, that's the part, they don't tell you about When you're doing it all right And man it still feels wrong Breakin' her damn heart Chasing these damn songs Thinking man it ain't that hard Strum some chords on that old guitar Do some shots in a smokey bar And everybody knows your name Till they're changing out the marquee sign Then that darkness comes to find you And everyone's gone home and the lights go down Yeah, that's the part, they don't tell you about They don't tell you about Aus Songtexte Mania