Clean Slate
I actually wrote this one a while ago, and thought that I posted it on here. But I guess I didn't! So, here it is!
Clean Slate
© 2012 Chelsey Sears
Last night I caught my man
At the bar with that "just a friend"
And I could tell by the way he took her hand
Just where it was gonna go
Then this mornin' my boss
Threatened to take my job
I got mad, told him off
Then sped back home
No I didn't lock myself inside
Grab a box of chocolates, lay down and cry
Now I've got nothin' to hold me back, nothin' to tie me down
I'm gonna pack up all my things, leave this ole town
In my rearview, in the dust
Gonna burn these tires up
'Til I find a place
With a little farm house and a clean slate
They aren't gonna know my past
The skeletons, or the rats
That used to stab me in the back
In the name of jealousy
'Cause in a town like this
Folks tend to frown on it
When you try to live
On crazy dreams
But now I've got nothin' to hold me back, nothin' to tie me down
I'm gonna pack up all my things, leave this ole town
In my rearview, in the dust
Gonna burn these tires up
'Til I find a place
With a little farm house and a clean slate
Now I've got nothin' to hold me back, nothin' to tie me down
I'm gonna pack up all my things, leave this ole town
In my rearview, in the dust
Gonna burn these tires up
'Til I find a place
With a little farm house and a clean slate
Clean Slate
© 2012 Chelsey Sears
Last night I caught my man
At the bar with that "just a friend"
And I could tell by the way he took her hand
Just where it was gonna go
Then this mornin' my boss
Threatened to take my job
I got mad, told him off
Then sped back home
No I didn't lock myself inside
Grab a box of chocolates, lay down and cry
Now I've got nothin' to hold me back, nothin' to tie me down
I'm gonna pack up all my things, leave this ole town
In my rearview, in the dust
Gonna burn these tires up
'Til I find a place
With a little farm house and a clean slate
They aren't gonna know my past
The skeletons, or the rats
That used to stab me in the back
In the name of jealousy
'Cause in a town like this
Folks tend to frown on it
When you try to live
On crazy dreams
But now I've got nothin' to hold me back, nothin' to tie me down
I'm gonna pack up all my things, leave this ole town
In my rearview, in the dust
Gonna burn these tires up
'Til I find a place
With a little farm house and a clean slate
Now I've got nothin' to hold me back, nothin' to tie me down
I'm gonna pack up all my things, leave this ole town
In my rearview, in the dust
Gonna burn these tires up
'Til I find a place
With a little farm house and a clean slate
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