sueca

I gave up coffee and cigarettes
I hate to say it hasn't helped me yet
I thought my problems would just disappear
And all my pain would be in yesterday
I poured my booze all down the kitchen drain
And watch my bad habits get flushed away
I thought that would keep my head on straight
And all my pain would be in yesterday
But it's true I'm still blue
But I finally know what to do
I must quit, I must quit you

I thought that if I didn't go and play
The sadness would get bored and go away
I thought that if I didn't go astray
That all my pain would be in yesterday
But it's true I'm still blue
But I finally know what to do
I must quit, I must quit you

I sold my guitar and my piano
I thought that it was these that kept me low
I thought if only I could try and change
That all my pain would be in yesterday
But it's true I'm still blue
But I finally know what to do
I must quit, I must quit you
I must quit, I must quit you