Bitter Tears

Bitter tears keep me going

Through the years, freely flowing

What have you done

Only a gun could stop these bitter tearsThe endless streets I walk along

You made them seem pretty

But now I dream in country songs

And wake in New York CityAnd the only beauty is

Is the world seen through the tearsBitter tears keep me going

Through the years, freely flowing

What have you done

Only a gun could stop these bitter tearsI cry because it looks so good

I cry, why not, it's free

And there's nothing more interesting

Than crying constantlyAnd as I tell everyone

Cryin' all the time is funBitter tears keep me going

Through the years, freely flowing

What have you done

Only a gun could stop these bitter tears