Reverend Red & The Deacon Eds - Poor Heart

At the end of the week
When I got my pay
I lay it all out
On the nightlife and decay
I wake with pockets empty
And I feel satisfied
But I'll do it all again
Till the day that I die
Shame, shame, shame
It crushed my poor heart
It crushed my poor heart
Shame, shame, shame
It crushed my poor heart
It crushed my poor heart
She fights to flash a smile
And pretends that we're ok
So I borrow from tomorrow
Live life like it's payday
Shame, shame, shame
It crushed my poor heart
It crushed my poor heart
Shame, shame, shame
It crushed my poor heart
It crushed my poor heart
It crushed my poor heart
It crushed my poor heart
It crushed my poor heart

Written by:
James Fletcher, Kyle Dobrowolski

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