Mornin comes, she wakes up fore its light And starts another day in hell Tryin to get her makeup right cause this time she cant tell em that she fell Hes sleepin off another one so she tiptoes around She dont make a sound I dont know how she does it
One handed her a coffee cup One to get the babies in the car Cross your fingers, crank it up, hope and pray the piece of shitll start Singing with the radio so she dont fall apart Its just a broken heart I dont know how she does it
Finally into town the old familiar red light shining in her eyes Rolls the window down and whispers : how youre gonna take back your life she usually makes a right to work but turns it to the left I think she might head westTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
