Monday morning, minus eighteen
Another west jet 'YYG' to Calgary
Always knew that she'd get used to me leaving
Someday
A lot less words
Now her tears have run dry
I can tell by the way she doesn't hold me as tight
And she's thinking she's better off alone
Nobody warned me
Nobody told me
I'd leave there so broke
Come back so lonely
I'm killing my soul
For the life that I'm leaving behind
Two weeks on
And two weeks off
My blood is wearing thin
And my stomach's in knots
Too much thinking 'bout about the time
You have lost
When it's two weeks off
♪
I punch in ^idol^ whiskey on my breath
By the night comes
I take whatever I can get
Blowing back on money
I should've sent home
Two more days and I'm east bound
I'll be praying she'll be there when I touch down
Maybe there's a job home
That'll keep me this time
Nobody warned me
Nobody told me
I'd leave there so broke
Come back so lonely
I'm killing my soul
For the life that I'm leaving behind
Two weeks on
And two weeks off
My blood is wearing thin
And my stomach's in knots
Too much thinking 'bout about the time
You have lost
When it's two weeks off
♪
Nobody warned me
Nobody told me
I'd leave there so broke
Come back so lonely
Two weeks on
And two weeks off
My blood is wearing thin
And my stomach's in knots
Too much thinking 'bout about the time
You have lost
When it's two weeks off
♪
Monday morning, minus eighteen
Another west jet
'YYG' to Calgary