Skeeter Davis
Skeeter Davis
Skeeter Davis
Skeeter Davis
Skeeter Davis
Skeeter Davis
Skeeter Davis
Skeeter Davis
Skeeter Davis
Skeeter Davis
Skeeter Davis
What I go thru to keep holding on to you
I pick your dirty shirt up off the floor
And wash out all the lipstick stains once more
Pretend I don't know about those bad things you do
What I go thru to keep holding on to you
Pretend that I'm asleep when you come in
So I won't have to ask you where you've been
Cause I'm afraid you'd tell me what I didn't want is true
What I go thru to keep holding on to you
Everybody wonders why I make it
And even you must wonder why I take it
But every time you step across that line
My crazy heart knows maybe it's the last time
I've learned to hide my hurt behind a smile
And hoped that you'll be true for just a while
But all the time I know
You'll do just what you want to do
What I go thru to keep holding on to you
What I go thru to keep holding on to you