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Testo: The Fiery Furnaces. I'm Going Away. Drive To Dallas.

If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I will do
If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I will do
I'm not going to cut my hair or run around the block
I'm not going to drive to Dallas with blurry eyes ever again

With windshield wipers that can't wipe away my tears, oh no
And everything I own piled up in the backseat
With a speeding ticket from that speed trap town
The one that got my license revoked

But I never got pulled over, never got questioned
No, I never got pulled over, never got questioned
I still drove all around, all around, all around without it

If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I will do
If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I will do
I'm not going to cut my hair or run around the block
I'm not going to drive to Dallas with blurry eyes ever again

No, tomorrow'd be the day I drive up to Dallas
With red eyes, blurry eyes and dull wipers that no don't work
Everything piled up in the backseat so I can't use the mirror
You said we had unfinished business but it's finished now
You said we had unfinished business but it's finished now
You said we had unfinished business but it's finished now

If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I will do
If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I'll do
If I, if I, I don't know
If I, if I, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I'll do
If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I'll do
If I see you tomorrow, if I see you tomorrow
If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I'll do

I don't know what I will do if I see you tomorrow
What I will do, I don't know what I'll do
I, I, I, I, I, I don't know
I don't know what I'll do

If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I will do
If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I will do
I'm not going to cut my hair or run around the block
I'm not going to drive to Dallas with blurry eyes ever again
I'm not going to cut my hair or run around the block
I'm not going to drive to Dallas with blurry eyes ever again