Pickin up the pieces
Up off the floor
How was I to know
There was gonna be a war
Words of sorrow
Words of spite
Ringin in my head
Right through the night
Dont you know its a cryin shame
When youve got yourself to blame
Dont you know its a cryin shame
Ohhhhhhhh
Woke up this mornin
Its a rainin again
Startin to wonder
If its somethin I said
Words of sorrow
Words of spite
Ringin in my head
Right through the night
Dont you know its a cryin shame
When youve got yourself to blame
Dont you know its a cryin shame
Youve got yourself to blame
Cry cry cry cryin shame
Cry cry cry
Cry cry cry cryin shame
Cry cry cryin shame
Up all night
With a conscience fight
Just cant sleep
So I put on the light
The sheets are wet
With anxiety sweat
Mornins gonna come
But it aint here yet