Demo produced by Alice Olsen
Sung by Suno
TELLING MY TROUBLES TO MY GUITAR,
'Bout Baby, how you've done me wrong.
Maybe someday I'll be a star,
Then you'll sing a different song.
TELLING MY TROUBLES TO MY GUITAR,
Someday when I'm on TV,
Everyone will know just who you are,
And exactly what you did to me.
I'll write a song,
It won't be long,
But the details will be so intriguing.
You'll get some fame,
They'll know your name,
And how looks can be deceiving.
TELLING MY TROUBLES TO MY GUITAR,
Telling 'bout the way I feel.
Singing 'bout the pieces of my broken heart,
So everyone will know it's real.
TELLING MY TROUBLES TO MY GUITAR,
Writing the next greatest hit.
Someday when you hear it playing in your car,
You'll wanna sing along with it.
You'll know the words,
'Cause they're all yours,
And the story is so amazing.
You'll curse the day,
You walked away,
Everyone will think you're crazy.
TELLING MY TROUBLES TO MY GUITAR,
Telling how it feels so great.
Letting those words wash away my scars,
Getting over you can't wait.
TELLING MY TROUBLES TO MY GUITAR,
Honey, if you change your mind,
You're gonna find out that you went too far,
When you crossed that heartbreak line.
If you're sorry that you broke my heart,
And want to change your fate,
I'm TELLING MY TROUBLES TO MY GUITAR,
And now you're just too late.
