Out Of Your Life - Tim Easton

They had a fight driving home

It was four fists short of violence

So he dropped to his knees in the yard

To spend the rest of the night in silence

He went inside and he waited by the kettle for the tears to start

She went back out and she stepped on the pedal like it was his heart

Her eyes are all frayed, his are dark and played

And there’s nothing left underneath

They’re at ambition zero hour since he kicked himself in the teeth

Driving like a criminal and crying on the wheel

Dying just to rid yourself of everything you feel

Think you’re lonely now, just wait until tonight

It’s a trick just to learn how to keep him out of your life

Keep him out of your life

Keep him out of your life

Disconnected friends all over town

They’re disconnected in time

She came back 'cause people rarely do

The thing that’s best for him

A downward spiral of undesirable habits

Soon she caught him in a lie again

So she started it up and stepped down on the pedal like it was his heart

As he waited inside for the kettle to boil, it was as black as his heart

Stepped on the peddle like it was his heart

Stepped on the peddle like it was his heart

She stepped on the peddle like it was his heart

Stepped on the peddle like it was his heart

Stepped on the peddle like it was his heart

She stepped on the peddle like it was his heart

Like it was his heart

Like it was his heart

Like it was his heart