Second-hand Love


She got a secondhand love.

You get it on the run.

Well she keeps you guessing

When she leaves you all alone.

You can bide your time

Every time you go.

I ain't that hard to find.

Everybody knows.


I'm walking down the streets again.

Little closer to the one you're on.

If it's looking like a dead-end run.

Just means that I'm missing you.

Leaning on a lonesome heart,

Maybe just as well.

I f you're looking for the words to fall,

Find them where they fell.

Darling are you out there somewhere

Making up your mind?

There's something you borrowed,

Something you left behind.