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I couldn't put enough distance between us When I pushed the pedal straight down to the floor You broke my spirit the second you held it And I woke the dead when I slammed the door So I'll book the red eye Thinking 'bout Friday the 13th And the 8th of October And all of the days in between You took more than you should Oh, and I'll be the wounded Soldier that you left to bleed on the frontlines Like you hadn't held my heart in your hands and Swore up and down on your life That you would make all of this right Ooh, ooh Baby, you know that I touched down in Texas Before my poor heart could stop cursing your name And I bet that you didn't cry for a second When you took our pictures out of their frames So I'll book the red eye Thinking 'bout Friday the 13th And the 8th of October And all of the days in between You took more than you should Oh, and I'll be the wounded Soldier that you left to bleed on the frontlines Like you hadn't held my heart in your hands and Swore up and down on your life That you would make all of this right Ooh, ooh All of my love All of your silence Growing my shame Blooming like violets Oh, nothing will change I will not make it I'll give you a mile When you take all the inches Oh, so I'll book the red eye Thinking 'bout Friday the 13th And the 8th of October And all of the days in between You took more than you should Oh, and I'll be the wounded Soldier that you left to bleed on the frontlines Like you hadn't held my heart in your hands and Swore up and down on your life That you would make all of this right Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh