incitefully.com

these boots were made for







i wish i could slip out of you

as easily as these shoes


forget the ways you knew me

shake off these sad-girl blues



im wondering what you were after

when you stole this heart of mine


then ran off not once, not twice

i lost count of all the times



should i sit in desperation

crying because you are gone


instead i think ill lace up new boots

and dance until the dawn