Another Bus Coming

He sets beside me in this hell hole
Offers to buy another round
Fixing to tell me something
I feel a sad tale coming down
She broke his heart in pieces
Tore it up, and threw it away
Said he’s cried an ocean of tears
Only one thing I could say

Get a hold of yourself,
There’s another bus coming
Out yonder, over the rise
My best guess, it’ll be here right soon
Flag it down, hop on and ride
Flag it down, hop on and ride

Good-bye’s sung and written in hyperbole
Little or none is ever true
Nobody dies from a broken heart
Good-bye don’t turn the world blue
No way it’s deeper than the ocean
Got no chance of outliving time
Millions of women are waiting out there
Time to get on with your life