Good Heart - David Ramírez

I got money problems

Which lead to drinking problems

Those turn to sleeping all day problems

Which make me want to do it all over again

They say that I should talk to someone

Well I think someone should talk to me

I got a quarter for the jukebox

A dollar for a beer

And someone should buy the whiskey

Don’t say I got a good heart

While everything is falling apart

Aw baby, just admit it

You fell in love with a lost art

Yeah, honey, I’m a ghost town

Pretty charming 'til you come around

Well, once upon a time

People like mine

Used to shine, shine, shine

But I know my part

So don’t even start

About my good heart