Cry On My Guitar

Rolling on a sweepstake sixty-five

Loaded with the cheapskates, barely alive

I said yeah

I come undone

Rolling out the chimney, you can see the cracks

Taps me on the shoulder, had a heart attack

I said yeah

I come undone

And when you push me, yeah, you push me, yeah

You push me too far

I sit and then I cry upon the strings on my guitar

And everybody tells me that it's

Sha-la-la-la-la, oh yeah

Stop me on the avenue, cuffs on my wrists

Told me I was driving like a ballroom blitz

I said yeah

I'm so high and strung

Every time you leave me, yeah, it comes to this

Mix another medicine, mad scientist

I said yeah

I'm so high and strung

And when you push me, yeah, you push me, yeah

You push me too far

I sit and then I cry upon the strings on my guitar

And everybody tells me that it's

Sha-la-la-la-la, oh yeah

Why does it always have to come to this?

Late night, all night, miss your kiss

I said yeah

I'm so high and strung

Why does it always have to come to this?

Late night, all night, miss your kiss

I said yeah

I'm so high and strung

Strung, strung

And when you push me, yeah, you push me, yeah

You push me too far

I sit and then I cry upon the strings on my guitar

And everybody tells me that it's

Sha-la-la-la-la, oh yeah