Bitter tears keep me going
Through the years, freely flowing
What have you done?
Only a gun could stop these bitter tears
The endless streets I walk along
You made them seem pretty
But now I dream in country songs
And wake in New York City...
Bitter tears keep me going
Through the years, freely flowing
What have you done?
Only a gun could stop these bitter tears
I cry because it looks so good
I cry, why not? It's free
And there's nothing more interesting
Than crying constantly...
And as I tell everyone,
Crying all the time is fun,
Bitter tears keep me going
Through the years, freely flowing
What have you done?
Only a gun could stop these bitter tears