About the dreaming alone
About you my sweet doll
You ain't no love in your heart

She doesn't treat me with fair
I told her friends that I was scared
And I was afraid to declare

To declare that she had a gun
She gives me a shot to put me to run
To another arms of anyone

But anyone could be so cool
She just know that I'm a fool
And all these shit became a blues

But anyone could be so cool
She just know that I'm a fool
And all these shit became a blues­

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