Well the soul don’t want to shine on me no more
Went from a shot of patron to a broken home now I’m labeled as a whore
I pay my debts in full while I’m shied away from the sun
Cause I never wanted anybody else so I lay in what I’ve done

Now I feel
That I’ve been doing you wrong you’ve been doing me right
And I think it’s about time
I’ve been a fool for way to long

So now I wear these battle scars each and every night
And I hope they’ll mend up right
My purple heart can’t seem to mend
These broken promises

I’ve sure never been no angel I ain’t no preachers son
So I make my bed by the river side and I lay in what I’ve done
She sure never saw it coming yeah I know I could’ve lied
But I’d rather lay in this river bed than to see her cry at night

Now I feel
That I’ve been doing you wrong you’ve been doing me right
And I think it’s about time
I’ve been a fool for way to long

Now I wear these battle scars each and every night
And I hope they’ll mend up right
My purple heart can’t seem to mend
These broken promises
So pretty mama tell me how you feel
When you’re stuck in the back of that Coupe de Ville
You’re such a bomb senorita with a body to kill
You’ve taken all my money now give me the thrill