Why do you laugh at me when you know I really care. You sometimes act as though I'm not even there. And yet if you did to me the things I do to you. I would surely say we're through.
Well I tried to make it Sunday. But I got so damned depressed. That I set my sights on Monday. And I got myself undressed. I ain't ready for the altar.
We're afraid she's gonna let you down. Take your money and drop you to the ground. Wouldn't want to see you messed around. After all the love you think you've found.
Thank the morning for bringing you. Hope you never turn your head and run. And thank the sun for shining, too. Hope the darkness never comes again. What it does to me.