Cryin' At The Roller Rink
Counting my blessings but I keep counting wrong
Everything's perfect like it was all along
You don't have to tell me that you've got nowhere else to go
Now you're cryin' at the roller rink
Come on, baby, tell me what's wrong
Cryin' at the roller rink
Would it help if I wrote a song?
Close your eyes and try to hold on
Trying to rewind and take us back to the start
But the tape keeps playing, skipping my favorite part
You don't have to tell me that you've got no one else at home
Everything's perfect like it was all along
You don't have to tell me that you've got nowhere else to go
Now you're cryin' at the roller rink
Come on, baby, tell me what's wrong
Cryin' at the roller rink
Would it help if I wrote a song?
Close your eyes and try to hold on
Trying to rewind and take us back to the start
But the tape keeps playing, skipping my favorite part
You don't have to tell me that you've got no one else at home
Credits
Writer(s): John Langan
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