(Pat Bunch/Doug Johnson)



I got a "Dear John" letter in the mail just the other day

I opened it up and there wasn't much left to say

A bus ticket, plane ticket, train ticket

There's about a hundred ways to leave

It ain't her goodbye, it's her gone that's killin' me



'Cause I'm here to tell you

If I learned one thing about love

It ain't the fall that gets you

It's the sudden stop that does



Well I wasn't gonna take this broken heart laying down

So I jumped up, cranked up and headed for the lights of town

In a bright red drop dead tight dress she said, "Honey come on in"

And head over high heels, here I go again



'Cause I'm here to tell you

If I learned one thing about love

It ain't the fall that gets you

It's the sudden stop that does



Red light green light seat belt real tight

I'm headed straight for the wall

Goin' ninety miles an hour well I'm gonna risk it all



'Cause I'm here to tell you

If I learned one thing about love

It ain't the fall that gets you

It's the sudden stop

It ain't the fall at all

It's that sudden stop

It ain't the fall that gets you

It's the sudden stop that does