Letra de Losing At Loving - Blue County
Letra de canci�n de Losing At Loving de Blue County lyrics
I'm not saying
I feel sad aboout
The way you broke my heart
But the last time that I lost this bet
I had to sell my car
Chorus:
Somebody call me a doctor
Somebody call me a nurse
Losing a game is a cryin' shame
But losing at loving is worse
I'm not saying
I'm depressed about
The way things didn't work out
But the last time that I lost this bet
I had to sell my house
Chorus:
Somebody call me a gypsie
Somebody take off this curse
Losing a game is a cryin' shame
But losing at loving is worse
Bridge:
It's like
Joan of two when ya need a three
It's like
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/losing-at-loving-blue-county.php
Joan of three when ya need a four
It's like
Joan of four when ya need a five
It's like
Being dead when you're still alive
I'm not saying
I've gone mad since you left
I'm not bored enough
But the last time that I lost this bet
I had to sell my little brother
Chorus:
Come on
Somebody call me a preacher
Somebody call me a herse
Losing a game is a cryin' shame
But losing at loving is worse
Somebody call up Saint Peter
You better hurry
Or I might get there first
Losing a game is a cryin' shame
But losing at loving is worse
Oh
Losing at loving is worse
I feel sad aboout
The way you broke my heart
But the last time that I lost this bet
I had to sell my car
Chorus:
Somebody call me a doctor
Somebody call me a nurse
Losing a game is a cryin' shame
But losing at loving is worse
I'm not saying
I'm depressed about
The way things didn't work out
But the last time that I lost this bet
I had to sell my house
Chorus:
Somebody call me a gypsie
Somebody take off this curse
Losing a game is a cryin' shame
But losing at loving is worse
Bridge:
It's like
Joan of two when ya need a three
It's like
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/losing-at-loving-blue-county.php
Joan of three when ya need a four
It's like
Joan of four when ya need a five
It's like
Being dead when you're still alive
I'm not saying
I've gone mad since you left
I'm not bored enough
But the last time that I lost this bet
I had to sell my little brother
Chorus:
Come on
Somebody call me a preacher
Somebody call me a herse
Losing a game is a cryin' shame
But losing at loving is worse
Somebody call up Saint Peter
You better hurry
Or I might get there first
Losing a game is a cryin' shame
But losing at loving is worse
Oh
Losing at loving is worse