Max Stalling
Max Stalling
Max Stalling
Max Stalling
Max Stalling
Max Stalling
Max Stalling
Max Stalling
Max Stalling
Max Stalling
Max Stalling
Max Stalling
Guess that I'm still living; you say you've seen me 'round
Usually when I see you first I put my head down
Like a cats afraid of slamming doors and innocent old rocking chairs
Guess that I am afraid of heartache
These things that I don't dare
If loving means hurting
I think I'll just be on my way
Never much of one for bleeding hearts
I just don't think I want to play
If love was like a poker table I'd have folded long ago
Kept my cards close to my chest afraid to let them show
Always have to have the pat hand never betting on the pair
Couldn't stand the risks involved with winning
These things that I don't dare
If loving means hurting
I think I'll just be on my way
Never much of one for bleeding hearts
I just don't think I want to play
Oh, I cuss my inhibitions wish I had the nerve to say
The things about the way I feel and how I wish you'd stay
But my hearts like an old cat's tail and love's a rocking chair
Always do my best to keep my distance
These things that I don't dare
If loving means hurting
I think I'll just be on my way
Never much of one for bleeding hearts
I just don't think I want to play
But my hearts like an old cat's tail and love's a rocking chair
Always do my best to keep my distance from these things that I don't dare
These things that I don't dare