Lonely Girl

I’m a lonely girl.
Dressed in red with lonely curls.
Fill my bed with lonely boys 'cause I’m a lonely girl.
It’s been six and twenty years.
That I cried my lonely tears.
For my string of darling dears and it’s been six and twenty years.
When I fall it’s like a love song
But full of, oh they all fade out.
So I try to convince myself
I’m gonna make this count but I know how the story folds.
And this is where my heart breaks down.
This is where my heart breaks down.
Where the ocean meets the street.
Took earlier from the east.
With this heart he buried me where the ocean meets the street.
I’m a lonely girl.
Dressed in red with lonely curls.
Fill my head with sorry tales 'cause I’m a lonely girl.
When I fall it’s like a love song
But full of, oh they all fade out.
So I try to convince myself
I’m gonna make this count but I know how the story folds.
And this is where my heart breaks down.
This is where my heart breaks down.
When I fall it’s like a love song
But full of, oh they all fade out.
So I try to convince myself
I’m gonna make this count but I know how the story folds.
And this is where my heart breaks down.
This is where my heart breaks down.
Oooooh
This is where my heart breaks down.
Oooooh
This is where my heart breaks down.