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Mile 103..

and i cant believe i packed up to leave

rain pouring faster than im driving

and this cars almost out of gas

you said i would never get this far

i dont want to break down here

no one around in this small town

i might break down,

start cryng..

i remember all your foolish lying

you said i was your one and only

why was i so blind?

i guess i wanted to believe you

i guess its my loss

now i got to pay the cost

the heater in the cars not working

the radio is acting crazy

crying so hard i can barely see

i hope i dont break down

i would be in trouble if i did

you never thought i would have the courage

I am 110 miles away from you

I am moving on.