Tore Up from the FLoor Up

Tore Up (from the Floor Up)
By John Lilly

Good to see you, baby,
Yeah, I’ve been doing fine;
‘Cept I can’t sleep and I can’t eat
And I stay drunk all the time.

CHORUS
I’m beat up from my feet up,
Heartbroke, black and blue;
I’m tore up from the floor up,
All on account of you.

Since you quit me, baby,
Gone and set me free;
All of my bad habits
Done got the best of me.

to CHORUS

Called in sick on Monday,
Tuesday I was late;
Came home early Wednesday
‘Cause I could not concentrate.

to CHORUS

Take me back, baby,
Give me one more try;
See if you can’t love me
Once more before I die.

to CHORUS (2x)