Love Triangle

Sitting on the front step, little white suitcase
Hearing that diesel 'fore it hit the front gate
His headlights burning down a Friday night
Southern Belle statue standing in the screen door
Watching her whole world head for an old Ford
With a man that can't look her in the eye
Then I run to him
Big hug, jump in
And I cry for her
Out the window
Some mama's and daddy's are loving in a straight line
Take forever to heart, and then take a long sweet ride
But some mama's and daddy's let their heartstrings tear and tangle
And some of us get stuck in a love triangle
Bowling alley burger, fries and a milkshake
Headed to the same old two-dollar matinee
"Baby's how's your school been and how's your mum?"
Patsy Cline echoes back off the dashboard
Staring at my boots and the dusty old floorboards
"Baby, two weeks ain't really all that long"
Then I run to her
Wrap my arms around her skirt
And I cry for him
Out the window
Some mama's and daddy's are loving in a straight line
Take forever to heart, and then take a long sweet ride
But some mama's and daddy's let their heartstrings tear and tangle
And some of us get stuck in a love triangle
In a love triangle, yeah
Some mama's and daddy's are loving in a straight line
Take forever to heart, and then take a long sweet ride
But some mama's and daddy's let their heartstrings tear and tangle
And some mama's and daddy's ran out of love in '94
And some mama's and daddy's don't even talk no more
And some mama's and daddy's let their heartstrings tear and tangle
And some of us get stuck, and some of us grow up in a love triangle