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