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 talk to the psychiatrist I tried to stay calm and minimize risk I shoulda kept all those appointments I'm gonna need them now, I'm a-coming disjointed When I ran off and left her I did not look backwards 'Til I was halfway to Chattanooga, on the Atlanta Connector That's when thought of the things that she did All the little things, I started to wig I shoulda kept all those appointments I'm gonna need ‘em now, I'm coming disjointed I tried to talk to the psychiatrist I tried to stay calm and minimize risk I shoulda kept all those appointments Gonna need them now, I'm a-coming disjointed I shoulda kept all those appointments I'm gonna need them now, I'm a-coming disjointed