And I wonder, can I give you what you need? Don't want to find I've lost it all Too scared to have no one to call I don't know if you mean everything to me So can we just pretend Ooh, I don't want this to break you Ooh, but I've got no one else to talk

Don't fall on my faith, oh Don't fall on my fate It's too loud Don't fall on my face Can't hear it coming down the hallway stairs from the parking lot Freeze my crown all up in it You know, everybody's been tellin' me what they think about me for the

Nobody knows you when you're down and out. Nobody knows you, Once I lived the life of a millionaire, Spent all my money, I just did not care. Took all my friends out for a good time, Bought bootleg whiskey, champagne and wine. Then I began to fall so

I'm a blind man When a blind man cries Lord, you know If you're leaving, close the door I'm not expecting people, anymore Hear me grieving, lying on the floor Whether I'm drunk or dead, I really ain't too sure And my world is pale There ain't a sadder

I am just too selfish I guess I know you're tired and restless It's no surprise we've come undone You say it's better in the long run But I can't unlove you just because Cheap red wine straight out of a coffee cup One more down to drink you off my mind

You make it easy to watch the world with love, You make it easy to let the past be done, You make it easy. To be held and understood. Be it downtown or way up in the air, When your heart's pounding, You know that I'm aware. "Never been here, how about

Oh darling I'm crazy after all these years Bitterblue, Bitterblue Breaking up is hard to do Bitterblue you know that I'm too Proud to cry I can't take my eyes off you And that's no way to say goodbye I'll take the train to nowhere This love is a sacrifice

I know you don't care too much But I still care (La la la la la la la la la la la la) I still care (La la la la la la la la la la la la) Well, I care But you don't care I told you how you hurt me, baby Now I'm crying and deserted, baby Ain't nobody tell

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

Maybe I, could have loved you Maybe I, could have shown That I still do care about you More than you could know Don't say it's too late to try To make it right You say you'll know when you really find the one But it's hard to tell with the damage that's