the door And I find myself cryin' Oh and tryin' to hold on 'Cause there ain't nothin' short of dyin' That's worse than bein' left alone There ain't nothin' short
now I find my heart is breaking Each time her memory slams the door And I find myself crying And trying to hold on Cause there ain't nothing short of dying
Fordítás: Travis Tritt. Nem más, mint halál.
