Torn like an old dollar bill
Girl let them say what they will
That no one should hurt ya
And that's all I seem to do
That no one should desert ya
And that's all I seem to do
I gotta tell you, goodbye mama
We've taken this too far
Been trying to tell you what's going on
Trying to make it easy on ya
Trying to make it better, make it easier on ya
It's all I came to do, It's all I came to do
Now down in the light, and I must be dreaming
Cause I see clearly, I see angels
Bringing something to me
Mother Mercy, I told a lie, I didn't need it
Good bye mama, I've taken this too far
Been gone awhile, been gone a long way
I don't want to hurt ya, it's all I seem to do
Don't want to desert ya, it's all I seem to do
I gotta tell you, goodbye mama
I've taken this too far
Been down awhile, been down a long way
Trying to make it easy on ya
Trying to make it better, make it easier on ya
It's all I came to do
It's all I came to do
It's all I came to do
Torn like an old dollar bill
Writer(s): Darryl Pittman, Kenneth Lamar De Berry Scranton, Damon S Smith
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