Alejandro Escovedo
Alejandro Escovedo
Alejandro Escovedo
Alejandro Escovedo
Alejandro Escovedo
Alejandro Escovedo
Alejandro Escovedo
Alejandro Escovedo
Alejandro Escovedo
Alejandro Escovedo
Alejandro Escovedo
My hands are turning numb
But i still gotta strum
My Velvet guitar
And i don't care how long
Might write a sad one
But who's gonna sing them this time
My hands are turning numb
But i still gotta strum
My Velvet guitar
And i don't care how long
Exactly what went wrong
But who's gonna blame him
This time -----
A rooster's in the trees
But he can't crow for me
He's wasted his time
He lost track of how long
Exactly what went wrong
But who's gonna blame him
This time?
I hear her sing for me
But she won't cry for me
I'm wasted, inside -----
She's too cool to come down
And dance to a sad one
But who's gonna blame her this
Time ----------
Not gonna break him down