27 acessos
I wish you could see me, all broken down this way.
But even if you saw me baby, I know I still couldn't make you stay.
Couldn't make you stay...
You know about that high cost of lovin' babe,
But someday, someday you're gonna have to pay - gonna have to pay.
A woman like you need fine things, and I knew from the start.
And I don't have much to offer, just this old broken heart.
Yeah baby, just this old broken heart.
But if heartaches were nickels, I would not - I wouldn't be here cryin' in the dark.
Yes if wine and pills were hundred dollar bills, I might keep you satisfied.
If broken dreams were limousines, I might take you for a ride.
And all I can do, is think of you - and wish you were here by my side.
Yes if heartaches were nickels, I'd be the richest fool alive.
If wine and pills were hundred dollar bills, I might keep you satisfied.
If broken dreams were limousines, I might take you for a ride.
But all I can do is think of you - and wish you were here by my side.
Oh if heartaches were nickels, I'd be the richest fool alive.
I'd be the richest fool alive...