Bitter Tears

Bitter tears keep me going

Through the years, freely flowing

What have you done

Only a gun could stop these bitter tears

The endless streets

I walk along

You made them seem pretty

But now I dream in country songs

And wake in

New York City

And the only beauty is

Is the world seen through the tears

Bitter tears keep me going

Through the years, freely flowing

What have you done

Only a gun could stop these bitter tears

I cry because it looks so good

I cry, why not, it's free

And there's nothing more interesting

Than crying constantly

And as I tell everyone

Cryin' all the time is fun

Bitter tears keep me going

Through the years, freely flowing

What have you done

Only a gun could stop these bitter tears