if I'd taken it from a stranger,
I should have thought about that when I met you,
I should have run away from the danger.
I let your lies run dreams through my head
I let you have what you wanted,
And you left me cussin' and
Well, I guess I have to keep on
when I'm dead from heartaches
You moved right in and took me
Cause you knew I was impressed
All the time I thought you
Now I know I was just another contest
But I'm, I'm a walkin' the floor,
I've been a poor, poor, poor, poor fool
To let you leave me cussin'
and a cryin' and a can -on
Well, I guess I have to keep on
when I'm dead from heartache
You're gonna pay the price
You're gonna meet somebody
That's gonna make you think twice
Cannon, by your bad mistakes
Cannon, till they carry on
When I'm dead for my days
Cannon, by the way you hate me
Cannon, by my bad mistakes
Cannon, but I guess I have to keep on
Cannon, till they carry on
When I'm dead for my days