I've been a fool for love
Ever since I was a baby just a-rocking in the cradle
As a rule I was
The kind that laid his feelings up front and on the table
I gave her my word so many times
Just to see 'em tear it apart
Oh, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

I wonder just how many times
A broken heart can mend
Oh and, when I get back on my feet
Lord, I always fall again
Bridges burned
Lies, goodbyes
They've all left some scars
Oh, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

Well, I ought to know by now
After all this debt and heartache lessons
I can go with them
Going through hell, trying to find a little heaven
Seems to me every woman I meet
Has leaving down to an art
Oh, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

I wonder just how many times
A broken heart can mend
Oh, when I get back on my feet
Lord, I always fall again
Bridges burned
Lies, goodbyes
They've all left some scars
Oh, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

Yeah, I said Bridges burned
Lies, goodbyes
They've all left some scars
Oh, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old hear
I said, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart