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Written by Ricky Arrington.
Grady Drugg played additional electric guitar on this track.
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This is a clean cut, the kind a surgeon sees every day
No romantic melodies or cheap easy words to say
You've got a pretty face, you'll probably fair better than me
But I'm sure as hell not sticking around to see
And we can walk away, walk away, walk away at the same time
At the end of the day, you know, we're all doing fine
I've got the shell shock, alone in my room with a friend
She wants to relate, but I'm thinking about you instead
I had no sympathy when you were crying out for me to stay
Now I'm calling you up asking you, "how was your day?"
And we can walk away, walk away, walk away at the same time
Yeah, she moved in with Jim and by the way, they're doing fine
Walk away, walk away, walk away at the same time
At the end of the day, you know, we're all doing fine
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