Treat Ya Better Lyrics – The Criticals

Treat Ya Better Lyrics by The Criticals

Seven months he hasn’t been home
I wrote him in a letter
Heaven called and left at the tone
He’s got to treat you better

Where did our love go?
She don’t wanna know
Smoking cigarettes all the time
At least they’re still together

Went and downed another bottle of wine
Spilt it on her sweater
He said she opens up when she’s drunk
I ain’t talking feelings

Called me everything but a punk
She said there’s no more time for healing
Happy sorrows
New tomorrow

Always uninvited
Happy sorrows
Never follows
Why we’re so divided

Where did our love go?
She don’t want to know
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The Criticals Lyrics – Treat Ya Better

The Criticals

Treat Ya Better