I've been a fool for love ever since I was a baby just a rockin' in my cradle. As a rule I was teh kind that laid his feelings up front an don teh table.
I gave 'em my world so many times just to see 'em tear it apart. Oh Lord have a little bit of pitty on my poor old heart

Chours:
I wonder just how many times a broken heart can mend. Just when I get back on my feet Lord I always fall agin. Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes they've all left some scars. Oh Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart.

I ought to know by now after all this debt and heartache lessions. I could go without goin' through heck just to find a little heaven.
It seems to me every women I meet had leaving down to an art. Oh Lord have a little bit of pity on my old heart.

(Chours)

Bruises burns lies goodbyes they're alll left some scars. Oh Lord have a bit of pity on my poor old heart