You'd better wear a dress that covers up that bruise,
How could I refuse your wish that I do that to you?
You'd better take your face from every cloud I see,
How could I have known you'd be so deep inside of me?

And this whole wide world isn't wide enough
And this big bright sun isn't bright enough

You'd better call your brother, say I won't be there,
Though when I think of your hair I have to stop the car
You shouldn't tell them that you've seen my face somewhere,
When I leaned in your direction I leaned much too far

Now this whole wide world isn't wide enough
And this big bright sun isn't bright enough
And you could not have lied enough to make me believe

Please will the highway never end?
Some things get broken and they never fix again

You'd better buy your ticket, pay for it yourself
Here's one for your health and here's one empty window seat
All crooked, all bloody, I'll take my leave
All the leaves fall and the turnpike lies in front of me

And this whole wide world isn't wide enough
And this big bright sun isn't bright enough
And you could not have lied enough to make me believe
You were telling the truth to me