Careless love is taught without lessons
No notifications or exceptions
So meet me by the weeping willow tree
Cause there is no one coming home for me
I got them blues again
I got them old time blues again
I got them blues again
I got them old time blues
The street we grew up in was a petri dish
From Telegraph ave to Barwest
I've seen them do that con, that bait and switch
They all cheated and someone out there got rich
I got them blues again
I got them old time blues again
I got them blues again
I got them old time blues
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