Текст песни Bullets

Trains don't cry
And bullets don't sing
A broken heart ain't worth anything
Even a bird of prey lets out some kind of scream
I would have never done to you what you done to me
Fifty odd dollars and some dry alcohol
Stand on the stairway, against the wall
Even a preacher, Lord, sometimes he just can't believe
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Lies on your table
Lies in your eyes
Lies in your face
Lies in your smile
Trains only leave
And bullets just scream
I would have never done to you what you done to me
I would have never done to you whaty ou done to me
I would have never done to you what you done to me