Fall Apart Blues ft. Michele Fortunato Lyrics

If I try, I can get my ass in gear and make a list

Of all of the things that I should never have done in my life

Hindsight is a bitch when she pulls the bait and switch

It leaves you in a coma on the floor

I've got to get back in the game

I'm hoping that luck fine tunes her aim

But I know, yes I know

I've got those fall apart blues

I've got those filthy blues again

She never asks me where I've been all night

My Guitar, she never asks me where I've been all night

Whenever I slide my hand around her neck she always complies

Major chords are fine when the game is on the line

A minor 7th doesn't blow her mind

I've got to get back in the game

I'm hoping that luck fine tunes her aim

But I know, yes I know

I've got those fall apart blues

I've got those filthy blues again

When I die, there'll be broken hearted girls who start to cry

There are those who will close their eyes and heave a sigh of relief

Karma is a witch and they'll throw me in the ditch

They'll say some words and then it's time to eat

I've got to get back in the game

I'm hoping that luck fine tunes her aim

But I know, yes I know

I've got those fall apart blues

I've got those filthy blues again