Testo Cruel Love

The neon sign still says open, so I keep on waiting tables
You're in the corner playing a jukebox jam, you take my hand
Pull me close, smell like whiskey cologne

And it's a cruel love, and it's not enough
Oh it's a cruel love
It's a cruel love and I'm giving up on this cruel love
And with a spin my dirty apron turns into a little black dress Y
You pull me close, you're giving me hope
You whisper, "I promise it'll never happen again"

But this is a cruel love, and it's not enough
Oh it's a cruel love
It's a cruel love and I'm giving up on this cruel love

I'm cleaning up your mess, balancing trays on my shoulder
Tips are lousy and my hours are worse
Feet are sore, I am poor, and I want more

Yeah it's a cruel love, and it's not enough
Oh it's a cruel love
It's a cruel love and I'm giving up on this cruel love