Box Elder lyrics

[Verse 1]
Wasn't the question you asked me
It wasn't the answer I gave
That made me feel like I was on a train
Was a distant voice
Made me make a choice
That I had to get the f*ck out of this town
I got a lot of things to do
A lot of places to go
I've got a lot of good things coming my way
And I'm afraid to say that you're not one of them

[Verse 2]
Last time I was there
You were out on the couch
Pressed into a little electric tube
It was the way that you smiled
It made me know at once
That I had to get the f*ck out of this town
'Cause I've decided to make a stand
And I'm not gonna take your hand
I'm taking the next bus out of here
I'm gonna head for Box Elder, MO