or
George Strait

So upset
Nervous wreck
I can't believe you said goodbye

Sit and smoke
Cry and joke
About these tears in my eyes

How could you do what you've gone and done to me
I wouldn't treat a dog the way you treated me
But that's what I get
I've come to expect it from you

A million times
A million lines
And I've bought 'em, every one

You don't care
You rip and tear
Every dream I've counted on

I guess that I should thank my unlucky stars
That I'm alive and you're the way you are
But that's what I get
I've come to expect it from you

How could you do what you've gone and done to me
I wouldn't treat a dog the way you treated me
But that's what I get
I've come to expect it from you

I could raise hell
But what the hell
It wouldn't do a bit a good

Pack and leave
My heart agrees
It seems to think that I should

There won't be no more next time doing me wrong
You'll come back this time to find out that I'm gone
But that's what you get
You should expect that from me

That's what I get
I've come to expect it from you

Written by DILLON, DEAN / CANNON, BUDDY
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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