Dark In My Heart

Woke up Sunday morning and I thought that I could sing
But I can’t no I can’t
Woke up Sunday morning and I thought I heard bells ring
But they don’t, and they won’t
Oh it’s dark
Yeah it’s dark
In my heart
Got a letter from my mama but she didn’t send no cash
Send no cash not a dime
Got a letter from my sister and she’s still writin' trash
Writin' trash, top 40 trash
I asked a man some questions and he told me just the truth
Just the truth, and I didn’t believe him
I asked a girl for lovin' and she walked in the phonebooth
That ain’t cool, in the phonebooth
Met a girl in New York and she had a lotta class
Lotta class, tourist class
Took the girl to LA but she said it wouldn’t last
Wouldn’t last, and it didn’t