Lonesome Wyatt and Rachel Brooke - Poor Desperate Fools lyrics

How many times will you tell me these lies? How many times will I cry? How many times will you threaten suicide? How many times will I cry? I sit in bright red In those fires that I spread Burning bright with a new one to love And you lay in your bed With your gun at your head Still desperate for my cold, selfish love How many times will you tell me these lies? How many times will I cry? How many times will you threaten suicide? How many times will I cry? My heart´s black and blue It´s never been true I´ve lied and I´ve cheated on you And now that you know All the lies that I told You say now your life here is through How many times will you tell me these lies? How many times will I cry? How many times will you threaten suicide? How many times will I cry? I´ll tell you it´s true d**h´s waiting for you How he loves those poor desperate fools Now go on ahead Put it right in your head There´s a better life waiting for you It´s better then I´ve given you Yeah hell is waiting for you