Just Like a Widow

He's got cracks down his face
Where his tears dry
He's got a stain on his shirt
Where his heart bleeds
Just like he's a widow, his poor heart has died
His mind is like Jell-o
In the ghetto of love

It'll work out
Everything does
But if this don't work out
It's only because, just like he's a widow
His poor heart has died
His mind is like Jell-o
In the ghetto of love



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Johnston
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link