Bitter tears keep me going Through the years, freely flowing What have you done? Only a gun could stop these bitter tears The endless streets I walk along You made them seem pretty But now I dream in country songs And wake in New York City... Bitter tears keep me going Through the years, freely flowing What have you done? Only a gun could stop these bitter tears I cry because it looks so good I cry, why not? It's free And there's nothing more interesting Than crying constantly... And as I tell everyone, Crying all the time is fun, Bitter tears keep me going Through the years, freely flowing What have you done? Only a gun could stop these bitter tears