End Of The Line

Julian Austin/Stephen Robichaud

 

Tried to call her on the phone last night

Just outside of Texas

When the operator on the other end

Said sorry sir that lines been disconnected

I said please wonít you try

Just one more time she said

Iím sorry sir just ainít worth your dime

Who ever it is you wanna reach

Thereís no number to call

 

I guess that I was too late

To tell her what I wanted to

I guess that she just couldnít wait

She had better things to do

Oh but I just canít believe

Knowing that sheís over me

And it looks like it this time

Itís the end of the line

 

I mustíve chased a million broken white lines

Just thinking about you

Every mile a memory of everything

You and Iíve been through

And this dead end endless road

Iíve been driving on

Ainít taking me no closer to you

And about the only thing I know for sure

Itís this heart and the hell I know itís going through

 

Knowing I was too late

To tell her what I wanted to

Guess that she just couldnít wait

That girl had better things to do

Oh girl itís killing me

Knowing that youíre over me

And itís clear to me this time

Itís the end of the line

 

Every town and city

Every truck stop and road sign

Every billboard that I see

Every passer by I drive by

With blonde hair and blue eyes

Brings on another memory

I guess that I was too late

To tell her what I wanted to

I guess that she just couldnít wait

That girl had better things to do

Oh but itís still killing me

How sheís gotten over me

And itís clear to me this time

Itís the end of the line

 

Itís the end girl

Itís the end of the line

Itís the end of the line

Girl itís just killing me

Itís the end of the line

Itís the end of the line