Postcard
Postcard of Regret: A Southbound Journey Through Love's Crossroads
Lyrics
Headed out West on a South Texas highway
Embarking on a journey towards the western direction on a highway in South Texas.
Well I left her crying in the parking lot
Left a woman crying in a parking lot.
Yeah well she left me, but I still had it my way
Even though she left, the speaker still had things his way, realizing their relationship had no future.
Knowing damn well that we never had a shot
Acknowledging the futility of their relationship, understanding it was destined to fail.
She'd say, "Go to Hell" I'd say, "I'll send you a postcard"
The speaker and the woman exchange harsh words; he suggests communicating through a postcard to apologize.
Telling you I'm sorry for what I've done
Expressing regret and apologizing for his actions.
I guess I could of loved her for the most part
Reflecting on the possibility of having loved her to some extent.
Now I think it's about time to cut and run
Feeling it's time to end the relationship and move on.
Cut and run, time to cut and run
Reiterating the decision to cut ties and move forward.
Guess I was way to wild, compared to boys she's been around
Realizing that he was too wild for her compared to other men in her life.
Trying to keep up with the ones she couldn't catch
Attempting to keep up with men she couldn't attract.
Cause I'm still a rambling man, and I do the best I can
Describing himself as a wandering man, doing his best to settle down, despite the fear.
To try and settle down, but that scares me half to death
The idea of commitment scares him.
She'd say, "Go to Hell" I'd say, "I'll send you a postcard"
Repeating the postcard metaphor to convey apologies.
Telling you I'm sorry for what I've done
Continuing to express regret for his actions.
I guess I could of loved her for the most part
Reflecting on the potential for love in their relationship.
Now I think it's about time to cut and run
Reiterating the decision to end the relationship.
Cut and run, time to cut and run
Reaffirming the choice to move on.
Well maybe she was the one, maybe I jumped the gun
Considering the possibility that she was the right person and he ended things prematurely.
But I'm up and gone, I ain't turning back around
Despite the uncertainty, he's resolute in not turning back.
She'll find a better man, who don't break hearts the way I can
Believing she will find a better man who won't hurt her like he did.
If she could say one thing to me, I know how it'd sound
Anticipating what she might say, acknowledging the pain he caused.
She'd say, "Go to Hell" I'd say, "I'll send you a postcard"
Repeating the postcard metaphor, emphasizing apologies.
Telling you I'm sorry for what I've done
Continuing to express regret for his actions.
I guess I could of loved her for the most part
Reflecting on the potential for love in their relationship.
Now I think it's about time to cut and run
Reiterating the decision to end the relationship.
She'd say, "Go to Hell" I'd say, "I'll send you a postcard"
Repeating the postcard metaphor, acknowledging the impact of his actions.
Cause I know she loved it when I made her mad
Recognizing that she enjoyed the intensity of their conflicts.
I guess I could loved her for the most part
Reflecting again on the potential for love in their relationship.
Now that I think about it, I guess it's kind of sad
Contemplating the sadness of the situation in retrospect.
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