When I first met you I was kind Somewhere that changed along the line Between the brawls and all the bar rooms and the facts when I get home Seem like both our hearts are heart of stone You know I ain't seen you happy in awhile And I miss all the things that used to make us smile, But now the good times are just memories of the way things used to be Loving you is killing me So I guess I'll pack a bag and pick the highway 'Cause it don't feel like this is where I ought to be You made promises you broke and you made vows you couldn't keep You made a mess outta me And you doubt if we ain't fighting I still feel That the love that we've been making it's all been real And we get sideways and I hear highways that keep calling out my name If I don't go, I'll go insane So I guess I'll pack a bag and pick the highway 'Cause it don't feel like this is where I ought to be You made promises you broke and you made vows you couldn't keep You made a mess outta me You keep saying you're still thinkin' we can Make it, for some reason I believe it every time See I'm a fool for loving you and I know what I got to do This is much for your sake as for mines So I guess I'll pack a bag and pick the highway 'Cause it don't feel like this is where I ought to be You made promises you broke and you made vows you couldn't keep You made a mess outta me You made a mess outta me