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I Can't Face the Music
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Breeze, stop moaning those wit melodies
My man has left me, so I can't face the music
Without singing the blues
 
Rain, your rhythm on my window pane
Drives me insane because I can't face the music
Without singing the blues
 
My heart is so broken
I've spoken to the Lord for a little sympathy
And if He don't help me, so help me
It's the bottom of the deep blue sea for me
 
I'm gonna end this misery; I'm almost crazy
'Cause I can't face the music
Without singing the blues
 
My heart is so broken
I've spoken to the Lord for just a little sympathy
And if He don't help me, so help me
Gonna jump to the bottom of the deep blue sea for me
 
I'm going to end this misery; I'm going crazy
'Cause I can't face the music
Without singing the blues
 
Tell you I'm almost crazy, baby
'Cause I'm tired of facing these blues