It's three o'clock in the mornin'
and Lord it's so still you can hear a heart break
Tired of givin' you a warnin'.
Don't know jow much more I can take
You didn't even call...and now...the axe is...gonna fall.
Cigarettes and coffee,
a shot of whiskey on the side,
can't wash away the bitter taste
of swallowin; my pride.
Hope she's havin' a ball, cause now.....the axe...is gonna fall
(Instrumental fill - guitar)
When you come home tomorrow mornin',
your gonna find a different man
Won't be no more playin' possum
No more tryin' to understand
I'm gonna stand tall...and the axe...is...gonna fall
(instrumental out and end)

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