Bitter tears keep me going through the years, freely flowing What have you done Only a gun could stop these bitter tears The endless streets I walk along you made them seem pretty but no I dress in country songs and wake in New York City... I cry because it looks so good I cry, why not, it's free and there's nothing more interesting than crying constantly...
Bitter tears keep me going through the years, freely flowing What have you done Only a gun could stop these bitter tears The endless streets I walk along you made them seem pretty but no I dress in country songs and wake in New York City... I cry because it looks so good I cry, why not, it's free and there's nothing more interesting than crying constantly...
