Poor Ol' Broken Hearted Me (Live From Montreal) - The Trews
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There's no sight she'd rather see
Than poor old broken hearted me
I've never been the kind of man
Let a woman changes my plan
All of that was history
She show nuff did this to me
Her lies they won me over quick
She ruled my mind my heart my dick
I took the line the hook the bait
Now I'm sick from what I ate
There's no sight she'd rather see
Than poor old broken hearted me
Her mission is my misery
Poor old broken hearted me
The force of her magnetic pull
Was cruel and unusual
When she calls I wag my tail
I'm harder than a coffin nail
A pilgrim on my bended knees
I'd cross the desert if it please you
Baby treat me as you will
Yours to bless yours to kill
There's no sight she'd rather see
Than poor old broken hearted me
So happy when I'm on my knees
Poor old broken hearted me
Yeah
She'll get bored of me one day
Or I'll resolve to walk away
Good intent my road is paved
I'm not sure I want to be saved
There's no sight she'd rather see
Than poor old broken hearted me
Her mission is my misery
Poor old broken hearted
There's no sight she'd rather see
Than poor old broken hearted me
So happy when I'm on my knees
Poor old broken hearted me
There's no sight no sight no sight oh
Poor old broken hearted me
Oh feeling all right feeling all right
Mission is my misery
Her mission is my misery
Poor old broken hearted me
Could you stay awhile stay awhile stay
No sight she'd rather see
Poor old broken hearted me
Come back come back come back
Mission is my misery
Her mission is my misery
Poor old broken hearted me
Ooh
Yeah
Yeah we go rock and roll
There's no sight she'd rather see
Than poor old broken hearted me
