Heaven Knows

Well the (?) Why don't you look me in the face I've been (?) for cover Why don't you spend me another game (?) Heaven knows you're the kind of lady That could shoot me in the foot And take all of my possessions And then hit me with the boot Goddamnit, y'all They've been living by the case (?) I've been (?) Heaven knows (?) Why don't you leave me down in Gainseville