You left me for a dream you had to follow But I thought, goodbye wouldn't last that long You'd go off chasin' rainbows till you realized that I loved you And then run back to my arms where you belong But months have passed, I guess, I was mistaken Love was somethin' I thought, I knew well But when you called me on the phone Askin' when you'd come back home You simply told me, "I could go to hell" Well honey, if hell had a jukebox And the Devil kept it full of hurting songs You could, find me there this evenin' With the broken hearted grievin' Prayin' like hell, you would come back home I've looked at all the pictures from our good times And tried to figure out where we went wrong And I've dropped a million quarters down the jukebox 'Cause I'm still haunted by what used to be our song I wish this mental torture would release me Lord, I give all I had for what it's worth I don't see, how the fires below, where you wanted me to go Could be worse than hell, I'm livin' here on earth And honey, if hell had a jukebox And the Devil kept it full of hurting songs You could, find me there this evenin' With the broken hearted grievin' Prayin' like hell, you would come back home Don't come Yes honey, if hell had a jukebox And the Devil kept it full of hurting songs You could, find me there this evenin' With the brokenhearted grievin' Prayin' like hell you would come back home Yeah, you could, find me there this evenin' With the brokenhearted grievin' Prayin' like hell you would come back home © SONY/ATV SONGS D/B/A TREE PUBG CO; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com