[ Featuring Brad Paisley ]
Coulda turned my whiskey and my Whitley and my crazy down a notch
Coulda bought a few more dozen from that on-my-way-home flower shop
Shoulda said I'm sorry, finally got around to changin'
Yeah, it goes without sayin', oh
And it goes without sayin', she ain't comin' back
It goes without sayin', she put me in the past
That train left the station, she didn't have to tell me why
There she goes without sayin', without sayin' goodbye
Sayin' goodbye
I coulda put her first, tucked in my shirt and gone to church 'stead of stayin' out
Coulda told her not to go, and stopped her old red Honda leavin' town
I could list a hundred reasons why she did the walkin'
But her taillights are doin' all the talkin', oh
And it goes without sayin', she ain't comin' back
It goes without sayin', she put me in the past
That train left the station, she didn't have to tell me why
There she goes without sayin', without sayin' goodbye
Sayin' goodbye
No "See you around"
No "It's not you, it's me"
No long-drawn-out
She kept it short and not so sweet
And it goes without sayin', she ain't comin' back
It goes without sayin', she put me in the past
And that train left the station, she didn't have to tell me why
There she goes without sayin', without sayin' goodbye
Goes without sayin'
Goes without sayin'
Without sayin' goodbye
