Those Poor Bastards Can T Stop Crying Lyrics

Dialing the devil on a rotary phone
But he wouldn't answer guess the lines were down
It was cold I was shaking there were cracks in the door
The wind it was blowing with a terrible roar
I got to thinking this is all a big joke
Behind a glass curtain I heard someone choke
So I took my bottle with the crossbones and skull
And swallowed it down oh it tasted so dull
Then I tried to grab hold of your pretty hand
But the smoke in my eyes made it too hard to stand
Something was burning I think it was me
Looks like i'll be crying indefinitely
I can't stop crying no more
I can't stop crying no more
I can't stop crying