He's not going to hit my chest again. I don't hit my chest for hearing you say goodbye. I could have been in Memphis with an old man singing my blues instead of being here with nothing to do, I know it's over and you don't love me anymore. Why Indiana, why not San Anton? I would continue to drink, but not on my own This broken heart, yes, hurts so much that I laugh just so I don't cry.
Why Indiana, on a clear day? Why not in Portland, in the pouring rain? Hear your voice on the other end of the phone Say you're tired of trying It could have been in person It could have been face-to-face Maybe you could have let me see you walk away and see those rear lights go out Why Indiana, why not San Anton? I would continue to drink, but not on my own This broken heart, yes, hurts so much that I laugh just so I don't cry. Why Indiana, on a clear day? Why not in Portland, in the pouring rain? Hear your voice on the other end of the phone Say you're tired of trying So tired of trying Why Indiana, on a clear day? Why not in Portland, in the pouring rain? Hear your voice on the other end of the phone Say you're tired of trying So tired of trying Why did you stop trying?.
