Houston Lyrics - Bread Over Bombs

(INTRO) 

CHORUS: 

​My girl left the radio on 

​​So don't come crying to me 

​​If you can't take this song 

​​Houston there's a gun in my hand 

​​Everybody knows she's just 

​​Gonna break his heart 

Any other time I could take it 

But this time she's gone much too far 

Evidentially she's made it with him 

And she's taking it out on my twelve string guitar 

She's piling up everything I own in the car 

You should see her smile 

She set me up, said I hit her to the cops 

And she says she's gonna leave me, yeah 

Yes she says she's gonna leave me 

CHORUS 

(INSTRUMENTAL OVER 1st verse section) 

She's taking every telephone in the house 

My wallet, keys, and files 

She's drinking and driving and moving me out 

And she doesn't want to see me 

Yeah yeah yeah 

Doo doo doo doo 

And she wanted his baby 

Yeah she cried for his baby 

But he already had a girl one third his age 

So she threw me out 

Of my own house 

And when I would not leave she just had to find a way 

So she called up 911 

And let them to the smoking gun 

But they threw her in the cage 

(INTRO) 

CHORUS 

Gonna break his heart now 

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