I’ve have the funny way to keeping on my thoughts
Oh how my shoulders ring under the way to my work
My tears fall on my guitar
And I just wailing we over soft (?) straight
Lovers and friends are same
Every one is fairly game
Every one can hurt you hard
One at all falls apart
My tears fall on my guitar
And I just wailing we over soft (?) straight
No matter where I go
[?]
[?] Can help turn me around
My tears fall on my guitar
And I just wailing we over soft (?) straight
● Mr. Probz – Tears Gone Bad
