Uploaded January 2026 | Updated September 2026, 6 hours ago

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I’m leavin’ your blues in the dust,
So cry if you must, yeah cry if you must.
You drag that heartbreak ‘round like rust,
But I’m done gettin’ caught in your emotional gust.

Your blues—
Are Permanent, like you’re tryin’ to win some sad tournament,
Always playin’ that same old lament,
But I ain’t your next contestant.

So cry cry—
Cry, cry, cry, cry…
You can’t catch me, though you try.
I’m gone like smoke on a Saturday night,
Rollin’ out clean, outta sight.

You keep stackin’ sorrow like debt,
Every day’s another regret.
But I won’t be the one you net—
I paid my dues, now I’m cashin’ out, bet.

Your blues—
Are Permanent, like you’re tryin’ to win some sad tournament,
Same sad story, always bent,
But I ain’t playin’ in your event.

So cry, cry—
Cry, cry, cry, cry…
You can’t catch me though you try.
Your tears don’t tow my life no more,
I’m burnin’ wheels past your door.

I’m leavin’ your blues in the dust—
So cry if you must…
Cry if you must.