Well Behaved Women Rarely Make History Songtext / Lyric

I wanted to say

That I had a dead man

On my back yesterday

But I cut him loose



'Cause there's so much at stake

When you try to live life half awake

I made my mistakes

I cut him loose



And I'm trying to hold on

Hold on, hold on to hope



I happened upon a girl with a love

Too big for her heart

So she rented it out

To the boys who needed her quick






Then when she was old

She thought that she felt death in her soul

Her heart had grown cold

From all the nights that it spent alone



And I'm trying to hold on

Hold on, hold on to hope

Hold on, hold on, hold on to hope



This wouldn't be quite what she needs

She felt so alive under the sheets

But I won't condemn you

You know I won't judge you

I won't condemn you, love



We're gonna make some good of this

We're gonna make some good, make some good

We're gonna make some good of this

We're gonna make some good, make some good