Bread Over Bombs - Houston lyrics

(INTRO) CHORUS: ​My girl left the radio on ​​So don't come crying to me ​​If you can't take this song ​​Houston there's a gun in my hand ​​Everybody knows she's just ​​Gonna break his heart Any other time I could take it But this time she's gone much too far Evidentially she's made it with him And she's taking it out on my twelve string guitar She's piling up everything I own in the car You should see her smile She set me up, said I hit her to the cops And she says she's gonna leave me, yeah Yes she says she's gonna leave me CHORUS (INSTRUMENTAL OVER 1st verse section) She's taking every telephone in the house My wallet, keys, and files She's drinking and driving and moving me out And she doesn't want to see me Yeah yeah yeah Doo doo doo doo And she wanted his baby Yeah she cried for his baby But he already had a girl one third his age So she threw me out Of my own house And when I would not leave she just had to find a way So she called up 911 And let them to the smoking gun But they threw her in the cage (INTRO) CHORUS Gonna break his heart now Na na na na na na na na