Strip me down to my mother:
I am blind
Tell on me to my father
Like a child
Now that it's all over
Let the dogs run wild
Recollection's just another
Cruel device
I don't want to write my own songs
I want to sing everybody else's
Yet there's no one
Who feels quite the way I do
Loving is a hard game,
But don't we love to put ourselves through pain
No one feels quite the way I do
I have lost and loved and lost again
By now I'd count a forfeit a win
I was feeling half alive half the time
Thinking love was just a has-been
And they told me not to trust
What the devil sold me
But that deal was too sweet
Now I got a love
He's a keeper, he's a Carolina Reaper
I am the misery of defeat
I don't want to write my own songs
I want to sing everybody else's
Yet there's no one
Who feels quite the way I do
Loving is a hard game,
But don't we love to put ourselves through pain
No one feels quite the way I do
Loving is a hard game,
But don't we love to put ourselves through pain
No one feels quite the way I do
No one feels quite the way I do