Yes It Is
Cryin' seems such a useless thing to do
yet, all I do is sit and cry for you now.
I see you in each sunrise and it's so true
your black heart has cut me to the marrow.
I begged you not to leave me and that's wrong
a rakish smile was all you left me with then.
But, here I sit and write out this damn love song
tryin' to melt your hardened heart with a pen.
I cry for you each night as the sun sets
no car headlights come to fill my darkened room
all i have is memories and deep regrets
I'll surely take them with me to the tomb.
Black and blue you've left me and it's true
you never cared as much as I did, hear me.
losing you was best for me, long over do
the crying's done, it's over I so decree.
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