paroles de chanson Breadline - Porter

You got me living on the breadline
I'll tell you why
Cause the cost of loving you has bled me dry
Well I sold my soul
And dug myself this hole

I was living on the red line
Got in too deep
Well the handbags and the glad rags cost too steep
I lent you my car
I wonder where you are

Now I living on the breadline'
Can't pay my rent
All my cards are mashed out
And my monies well and truly been spent
It sure was fun
But now you see I'm done

Wish I'd listened to the grapevine
Not got hipnotised
Ooh the way you used your lips your hips and your thighs
Ah we sure had fun
But now I gotta run

You got me living on the breadline
I'll tell you why
Cause the cost of loving you has bled me dry
I can't pay my rent
The monies all been spent

I can't pay my rent
The monies all been spent