Bleed the Blues    
     
Well, you canít call it a secret
When everyone already knows
Iíll pick up the pieces
You can take them when you go

Itís not the knife in back
Or the thorn in my side
Oh no
Thereís nothing left that
You can do

If you cut me open,
Iíll bleed the blues

They say the grass is greener
On the other side
But out in the tall weeds
Is where the serpents hide

Itís not the knife in heart
Cut straight through my pride
Oh no, no, no
Thereís nothing left that
You can do

If you cut me open,
Iíll bleed the blues

The lessons that you taught me
The hardest ones to learn
But once you lit the match
I'll watch it burn

SOLO

Like you were born for the role
You loved to play your part
But Iím picking up the pieces
This song is where Iíll start

Itís not the knife in back
Or the thorn in my side
Oh no
Thereís nothing left that
You can do

If you cut me open,
Iíll bleed the blues

SOLO

Iíll bleed the blues
 
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