well, I stood beside the rain today
and twisted out my shirt
and she's a cooly you could say
when she gets down in the dirt

she puffs her pillow up so high
it's like she's hanging in the sky
she claims it was a crazy guy
who taught her how to hurt
yeah kept her so alert

I felt so under sideways down
when she showed me all her prints
I could not help but feel confused
when she threw that heavy hint

oh she pulled out all her magazines
she spread them out like chocolate dreams
her eyes were shooting dagger beams

she changed into her silk
I stood there drinking milk
well I could leave or stay
makes no difference either way

she said don't listen to her words
as if they were all dead
she said she never made decisions
but the last thing that she said
just before she turned the bed

she said well I could leave or stay
makes no difference either way
o.k.
well I could leave or stay