Oh, a TV went off like three day old milk That shook this town down better than most And it always was less of an idea and more of a boast Oh, you're burning in the bloom of life Till you're powder in the grave Or you're pounding in the counter begging for more Till you evaporate You'd forgive her anything If you look like you, my pretty miss I wonder where you are tonight And this place becomes pitiless?
Oh, I couldn't sleep, but I can't complain Oh, this won't hurt a bit, oh, this won't hurt again When the roof comes down and the walls move in Oh, he didn't know it could feel like that And your face turned away and the day turned black And the rain fell like a curtain Oh, it's my turn to begin To forgive her anything
You'd forgive her anything If you knew what I know You'd forgive her anything So where did all my pride go?