Poor Desperate Fools
How many times will you tell me these lies?
How many times will I cry?
How many times will you threaten suicide?
How many times will I cry?
I sit in bright red
In those fires that I spread
Burning bright with a new one to love
And you lay in your bed
With your gun at your head
Still desperate for my cold, selfish love
How many times will you tell me these lies?
How many times will I cry?
How many times will you threaten suicide?
How many times will I cry?
My heart´s black and blue
It´s never been true
I´ve lied and I´ve cheated on you
And now that you know
All the lies that I told
You say now your life here is through
How many times will you tell me these lies?
How many times will I cry?
How many times will you threaten suicide?
How many times will I cry?
I´ll tell you it´s true
Death´s waiting for you
How he loves those poor desperate fools
Now go on ahead
Put it right in your head
There´s a better life waiting for you
It´s better then I´ve given you
Yeah hell is waiting for you