Moving On

She's got a feeling that its all wrapped up

with her third margarita at the restaurant

and when i walk on beside her

well i'm already lost

she's all out of love

i better move on

I wake in the morning to a rat tat tat

she came by to try and get her records back

and with a half way smile and her shoulders cold

her body was the shell to a blackened soul

she's got her ticket and she's already gone

she already sang me her getaway song

she's got another and he's already on

they're already fucking so i better be gone

no time regretting, move on forget it, undo committed

she's got her ticket and she's already gone

she already sang me her getaway song

she's got another and he's already on

she already loves him so i better get movin on