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Blood on the Saddle - Ghost on my Heart - Outtake Acetate 1983 şarkı sözleri

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I'm on my apartment floor
Now you've laid me to rest
I hoped that you were mine to keep
But I hurt so bad that I can't eat
I'll drink 'til my bones'll float
'Cause there's no reason to have hope
Your ghost sits on my heart
And kicks and tears me apart
Now you're gone, I'm crying about you
Now you're gone, I'm crying over you, baby, over you
I hope the telephone'll ring
Call me and say anything
But I know you won't even call
You won't talk to me at all
I'll drink 'til my bones'll float
There's no reason to have hope
Your ghost sits on my heart
And kicks and tears me apart
Now you're gone, I'm crying about you
Now you're gone, I'm crying over you, baby, over you
I know what love's all about
I'd rather go back and pretend
I was standing tall at the start
Got trampled in the end
In the end, in the end, in the end
Now you're gone, I'm crying about you
Now you're gone, I'm crying over you, over you

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