Stuart A. Staples
Tindersticks
Stuart A. Staples
Tindersticks
Stuart A. Staples
Stuart A. Staples
Stuart A. Staples
Stuart A. Staples
Stuart A. Staples
Stuart A. Staples
She don't have to be good to me
Cos I don't deserve to be loved
I say that in all honesty
Cos I don't deserve to be loved
Once this heart was so clean
That I swear it would glimmer in the morning sun
And I never dreamed it would ever hide its face away
I walked proud through the town on her arm
But I don't deserve to be loved
Past the closed doors, the looks and the scowls
Cos they know I don't dеserve to be lovеd
I once stood in this town with my pants on the ground
And they cheered for me
Those old girls and their scars and their kids in the yard
Well, I ran and ran
She don't have to be good to me
She knows now that I don't deserve to be loved
And I'll wait like a dog in the rain for her to call my name
I won't be angry or sad that she left me waiting here for so long
For so many days that name got left hanging in the air
Those delicious smells that waft down from the town hold no mystery
Those dark alleyways, they hold no fascination anymore
The grass isn't greener, I know now that it's just a different hue
A trick of the light and the breeze that conspire to deceive
She don't have to be good to me
She knows now that I don't deserve to be loved
And when the night falls I won't look at the door and dream of the stars