I write your name, on a letter that I toss into the mail
I left today, and I'm never coming home Adelaide
You gave me nothing but pain,
And I aint going down your road again
I know, I can't stay
But I'll never really leave you Adelaide
Well I'll think of you when flowers on a marble stone are laid
When the train leaves on the hour I'll be walking in your rain
I won't miss a thing about you I tell myself in vain,
That I never really loved you Adelaide
I walked away, won't be coming back to bleed for you again
You made me so afraid,
Guess I never really left you Adelaide
I'll be sleeping off your bruises in a shelter miles away
And I speak of you to rosaries that know I've never prayed
I know I'm better off for not bending to your way
Cause you never really loved me Adelaide
On my way back to my life, sat in your church but God he aint home,
And I'm hoping Hell might buy, some of this fury before I arrive
I have cursed you, I have hurt you, I have left you on your own
And for what? a few harsh words and broken bones
Ought to clean up my act and come home, Gonna clean up my act and come home
I write, your name on a letter that I toss into the mail.