By The Side Of The Road, Dressed To Kill

You just can't trust them pretty girls

They're only here to wreck your world

And make sure you never get to sleep at night

I don't know the reasons why

They all wanna hang you out to dry

Till' you ain't got strength enough left to fight

Oh but I'm in trouble

Like I know you're bound to get in trouble too

And I know that it won't be long

Before the man you love is loving someone new

I walked up to the river bridge and

Stood myself up on the ledge and

Screamed out to everyone: 'let me be'

I got me a worried mind

Gonna find me a worried kind

Of girl, who's lonesome just like me

And I know I'm just one of your poor boys

That you swore you'd never leave behind

And I can see right through you

And I know that you're not my kind

Now all my money's gone

To someplace that it don't belong

I'm singing the broken-down-poorboy blues

I ain't got nothing to my name

But nothing is my favorite game to play

Cause there's never anything to lose