Lyrics Good Heart - David Ramírez

Good Heart

I got money problems
Which lead to drinking problems
Those turn to sleeping all day problems
Which make me want to do it all over again
They say that I should talk to someone
Well I think someone should talk to me
I got a quarter for the jukebox
A dollar for a beer
And someone should buy the whiskey
Don’t say I got a good heart
While everything is falling apart
Aw baby, just admit it
You fell in love with a lost art
Yeah, honey, I’m a ghost town
Pretty charming 'til you come around
Well, once upon a time
People like mine
Used to shine, shine, shine
But I know my part
So don’t even start
About my good heart