Besedila: Shivaree. Who's Got Trouble. Someday.

Someday
You'll want me like I want you
But I'll be gone
With somebody new

Someday
You will cry the way I did
You'll hang your head
But tears can't be heard

You walk the floor day and night
Not a thing will be going right
You nerves leave you in despair
You'll be pulling it out your hair

Someday
Love will get you down your feet
You're going to suffer
For what you've done to me