Robbie Fulks - Busy Not Crying lyrics

Busy Not Crying Well I'm busy not crying and I'm too tied up to care Not thinking 'bout her is a 24-hour affair I can't weep, I can't worry My whole life's just a hustle and hurry Busy not crying over somebody that ain't there. Early each morning I roll out of bed Jumping all around and shaking my head Trying to steer clear of the things she left behind There's a pink pair of slippers and a coffee cup One I can't fill, one not to fill up Any more not to do and I think I'm gonna lose my mind Moving each day at a mighty quick pace But my heart stays in the same sad place Nothing that heavy could ever catch up to me It takes all the fuel I can fit in my car To ride around the spots where the memories are And it's a full-blown chore overlooking what's plain to see