When I ran off and left her She wasn't holding a baby She was holding a bottle And a big grudge against me I tried to learn from the psychiatrist How to stay calm and minimize risk But I should've kept all those appointments I'm gonna need em I'm coming disjointed When I ran off and left her I didn't look backwards Till I was halfway to Chattanooga On the Atlanta connector That's when I started flashing On the little things that she did All her little sayings and I started to wig I should've kept all those appointments I'm gonna need em I'm coming disjointed