Georgia, Georgia

Georgia, Georgia
 It's been many miles since I've seen your foggy smile
 Close up and personal
 Your arsenal of excuses, you never told her
 When you walked out on the Savannah shoulder
 With your veins all full of beer
 Thinking "Well, at least now everything is clear"
 But, oh man
 What a plan, suicide
 It's just not that much different from my own affair
 All ends in cussing and crying
 How about if you
 Tell me something new?
 Tell me what will make you happy
 Oh you, so deserve to be
 There were protests and contests
 Attitudes to cop
 I want it all to stop
 Three weeks ago, you were all grace and charm
 And now I know it was just a false alarm
 Georgia, Georgia
 I can't understand you since
 You have no forgiveness
 No attention left to pay
 The quiet way you leave and just forget it all
 Just takes my breath away
 How's that supposed to make me feel?
 Yeah, well, how am I supposed to feel?