John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
Time is runnin' out
Friends are too
The word is getting' out
It's all bad news
Scoundrels know my whereabouts
They recognize these pointy shoes
That's the last time
I turn my back on you
A friendly little game of cards
Aces wild
Your little life was just so hard
You had to act like a child
I recognize the queen of hearts
When she's sittin' in plain view
That's the last time
I turn my back on you
That's the last time
I turn my back on you
I kept waiting for a sign
That we could push it trough
There's a first time for everything
It was long overdue
That's the last time
I turn my back on you
I spent a lot of money
I spent a lot of time
Just to hear you call me honey
Sends little shivers up my spine
But after while it isn't funny
This twenty paces thing we do
So that's the last time
I turn my back on you