Look into the mirror. Are you scared of what you see?. Tell me how can you stand yourself. When you've been lyin' and cheatin' me?. You took the last of all my money. Took the shirt right off my
Trouble and pain are one and the same. When luck runs out, well it's all about, yeah. When hard times are hard at the end of the day, yeah. You'll get what you got comin' There's a whole lotta hope
Look into the mirror. Are you scared of what you see?. Tell me how can you stand yourself. When you've been lyin' and cheatin' me?. You took the last of all my money. Took the shirt right off my
Trouble and pain are one and the same. When luck runs out, well it's all about, yeah. When hard times are hard at the end of the day, yeah. You'll get what you got comin' There's a whole lotta hope
Trouble and pain are one and the same. When luck runs out, well it's all about, yeah. When hard times are hard at the end of the day, yeah. You'll get what you got comin'. . There's a whole lotta
Doesn't seem that long ago. Three of us walkin' down that road. Grey fifty-five Chevy, parked in the front yard. Little Melody tagged along. Those were the best days now they're gone It's been twe
Doesn't seem that long ago. Three of us walkin' down that road. Grey fifty-five Chevy, parked in the front yard. Little Melody tagged along. Those were the best days now they're gone It's been twe
Doesn't seem that long ago. Three of us walkin' down that road. Grey 55 Chevy, parked in the front yard. Little Melody tagged along. Those were the best days now they're gone. . Oh it's been twe