Telling a Story
Girl you treat me bad and dont give it a second thought.
Run around on me with every other man.
look so fine with new clothes for you I bought.
You just say there friends larry Frank Corey.
You say it's all in my head.
But I know your telling me a story.
He's got money he's gotta fancy car.
But when thoose looks fade darlin.
Thoose boy's wont even remember who you are.
I guess im a fool some call me your clown.
Cause every other night I'm sharing you with every man in this
town.
I crumble at the tales of others backseat glory.
You just say it's lies .
But your just telling a story.
Down at the bar where I drown my pain
Others laugh behind my back.
Say that old boy has gone insane.
The fool to weak to see the forrest for the trees.
A broken heart tired from always wondering .
A voice gone hoarse from always begging please.
You played to long with a man named Rick.
But forgot about his wife lorrie.
She shot ya both.
And put the final chapter to your tellin of a jaded story.
Copyright © John Robbins | Year Posted 2009
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