Текст песни Rodney Atkins - What`s Left Of Me
Rodney Atkins - What`s Left Of Me слова песни
What`s left of me, it`s a mystery
You were so devastatingly beautiful while I was brilliantly naive
What`s left of me, what`s left of me
I`m what happens to a puppet when somebody cuts the strings
What`s left of me
I should`ve known I couldn`t survive on my knees at that pace
You left a catalog of blue hang-dog expressions on my face
Like a wrecking ball, breaking hearts slicker than Vaseline
All in all I`m lucky to keep uh-huh
What`s left of me, it`s a mystery
You were so devastatingly beautiful while I was brilliantly naive
What`s left of me, what`s left of me
I`m what happens to a puppet when somebody cuts the strings
What`s left of me
Someday I might just get back in line
That`s if my nerve returns, considering I find
What`s left of me It`s a mystery
You were so devastatingly beautiful while I was brilliantly naive
I`m taking my truck, guitar, the VCR and what`s left of me