Lyrics:

One, two, three

These sleepin' pills ain't workin' for me
I'm wide awake talkin' to these naked walls
They ain't got too much to say, and I get tired
And my mind goes out the gutter
The past and present run together
Kinda like they used to

I can't believe that you're not alone
Happy as hell and you done moved on
Heard he's a banker down in Austin
I thought you always hated it there
Write me a letter or answer your phone, just
Don't make me believe these things
I can't believe

It's 4 AM
You never answer this late
If you do it's unexpected
And if you do it turns out great
But only for a little while
'Til you've realized what you've done
'Til you see that mornin' sun
You always tuck your tail and you start to run

And I can't believe that you're not alone
You're happy as hell and you done moved on
And I can't believe you're south of Austin
You told me that you hated it there
Write me a letter or answer your phone, just
Don't make me believe these things
I can't believe

And I can't believe that you're not at home
Happy as hell and you done moved on
And I can't believe you're leavin' Austin
I knew you always hated it there
Write me a letter or answer your phone, just
Don't make me believe these things
I can't believe
Don't make me believe these things
I can't
I can't believe

That was it, that was it right there
Let me hear it, play it back