Testo di Susie

Oh Susie why do you have to go, oh Susie we can work it out I know You sit there smoking those damned old cigarettes Actin just like you don't even care Just how ong have you felt this way I can't believe we're gonna throw it all away So here I am face down in my own prison cell The one you created and it's my own living hell And I'm not worth a damn even on a good day I try to pick up the pieces but they keep floating away And when will God quit sending down the rain Oh Susie, it didn't have to end this way Well I woke up this morning and called my brother on the phone Hey little buddy, tell me what's been going on He told me that Tracy had found another man And she was moving east somewhere around Birmingham I said hey little brother I know just how you feel I'm fighting making sense of it still And I'm not worth a damn even on a good day I try to pick up the pieces but they keep floating away And when will God quit sending down the rain Oh Susie, it didn't have to end this way And I'm not worth a damn even on a good day I try to pick up the pieces but they keep floating away And when will God quit sending down the rain Oh Susie, it didn't have to end this way