Besedila: The Ranch. My Last Name.

I can feel your goodbye comin' like a storm up from the South
The rain'll splatter at the back door, the wind'll whistle 'round the house
So it's you and Howie Johnston somebody told me at the store
I guess I'd better get used to the idea of you not around anymore

And so, I'm doin' my best to prepare for the worst
And I'd better get use to the hunger and thirst
I gotta find me a potion to take for the pain
And though you've got to lose is my last name

I know he's cute and he's got money, I ain't no handsome fancy Dan
In a way it's sad and kinda funny, you'll be okay and I'll be damned
So I best be gettin' ready for the bitter nights alone
Sleepin' on the couch wake up starting out, livin' life on my own

And so, I'm doin' my best to prepare for the worst
And I'd better get use to the hunger and thirst
You gotta find me a potion to take for the pain
And though you've got to lose is my last name
Yeah, all you've got to lose is my last name