Woke up Sunday morning and I thought that I could sing But I 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 talked for the trash Oh it's dark it's dark in my heart 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 Oh it's dark it's dark in my h (guitartabs.cc)
