My Old House

2532 Wildwood Road
I left there two years ago...
I just slammed that door and walked away.
I wonder if he gets my mail
and throws it in the garbage pail,
or does he keep it in some secret place?
...I heard he met some new girl anyway.

CHORUS:
Ain't gonna drive by my old house...
ain't gonna drive by my old house...
come on heart, don't let me down.
Don't let me drive by my old house.

There's that pretty chestnut tree
I still love this shady street...
I should turn before I've gone too far.
I hate that I still feel this tug
I know how bad it really was...
this is close enough, I better park.
I don't recognize that other car.

Repeat CHORUS

Well life has moved on without me.
It would be nice if I could try to move on too.
But like a drunk who knows her addiction,
if I go back, I don't know what I'd do.
So..

Repeat CHORUS

And I'm driving from my old house...