Dirty broken dishes, cigarette burns on the floorShe held a look of disbelief as she wandered through the doorTo have a seat and meet the parents of a child that was heading the wrong wayAnd it's probably seven years since she turned around and hit the road that dayPaper tearing off the walls, a rotten moldy sinkWhen he wandered to the counter just to fix himself a drinkLike there wasn't something wrong, like he couldn't see the sorrow in the songAnd it must be seven years since he tipped his hat and told 'em all, "So long"Well, she was so distracted by the color of the roomShe never thought that she would see this brittle flower bloomin'And take the cards that he was dealtTo build a house the big bad wolf could not blow downAnd it must be seven years now, since they turned that life aroundShe said, "Stay on trackDon't let me see you lookin' backNever mind what's left behind and don't look backDon't look back"Well, the house shrunk in the rearview and they left it far behindIt faded out of sight back to the shadows of her mindJust like the shards of shattered mirrorsBroken pieces scattered o'er the burial groundsAnd it must be seven years now, since they got out of that townShe said, "Stay on trackDon't let me see you lookin' backNever mind what's left behind and don't look backDon't look back"
