to the hands of the night by the look of these eyes He believes that writing sad songs with no guitar is the way to make her cry
That he'll climb the highest mountain without a rope is the way to make her cry
Cause his life has treated him so cruel He believes that writing sad songs with no guitar is the way to make her cry
Cause his life has treated him so cruel He believes that writing sad songs with no guitar is the way to make her cry
Cause his life has treated him so cruel
So cruel.... so cruel .... so cruel