Written by Tom Feldmann © 2008. ASCAP
Tom Feldmann - guitar, vocals
Jed Germond - pedal steel
Paul Liebenow - upright bass
Jed Staack - drums
Verse
I'm so sick of this town. I'm tired of my lonely apartment room
Where I hang my head and cry when I remember all the lies, that you once told to me and I believed
So my suit case is packed I ain't ever coming back, to you or to this lonely apartment room
Verse
I'm so sick of this town. I'm tired of my lonely apartment room
Where I sit down in my chair and I watch you comb your hair and I watch you put on your best pair of dancing shoes
Verse
You go out every night. I watch the city lights shinning bright, from the window of my lonely apartment room
I see you stumble home, you smell like whiskey and a women’s cologne, with ruby red lipstick all on your cheek
Verse
I'm so sick of this town. I'm tired of my lonely apartment room
Where I hang my head and cry when I remember all the lies, that you once told to me and I believed
So my suit case is packed I ain't ever coming back, to you or to this lonely apartment room
My suit case is packed I ain't ever coming back, to you or to this lonely apartment room
My suit case is packed I ain't ever coming back, to you or to this lonely apartment room
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