The wind is ruthless
The trees shake angry fingers at the sky
The people hunch their shoulders
Hold their collars over their ears and run by
It's a cold rain
It's a hard rain
Like the kind you find in songs
I guess that makes me the jerk with the heartache
Here to sing to you bout how I've been done wrong
I am sitting
Watching
Out the window of the coffee shop
And I'm waiting, waiting
Waiting for it to let up
And I am rocking like a cradle
Warming my hands with the cup in between
And I am leaning over the table
Holding my face over the steamAnd before it gets so cold
That the rain turns to snow
There's just a couple things
I'd like to know
Like how could you do nothing
And say, I'm doing my best
How could you take almost everything
Then come back for the rest
How could you beg me to stay
Reach out your hands and plead
And then pack up your eyes and run away
As soon as I agreedIt just all slips
Away so slowly
You don't even notice till you've lost a lot
I've been like one of those zombies
In Vegas
Pouring quarters into a slot
And now I'm tired
And I am broke
And I feel stupid and I feel used
And I'm at the end of my little rope
And I am swinging back and forth
About youBefore it gets so cold
That the rain turns to snow
There's just a couple things
I'd like to knowLike how could you do nothing
And say, I'm doing my best
How could you take almost everything
And then come back for the rest
How could you beg me to stay
Reach out your hands and plead
And then pack up your eyes and run away
As soon as I agreedThe wind is ruthless
And the trees shake angry fingers at the sky
And the people hunch their shoulders
Hold their collars over their ears and run by
And it's a cold rain
It's a hard rain
Like the kind you find in songs
Guess that makes me the jerk with the heartache
Here to sing to you bout how I've been done wrongHow I've been done wrong
(Done wrong) How could you do nothing say I'm doing my best?
(Done wrong) How could you take almost everything then come back for the rest?
(Done wrong) How could beg me to stay reach out your hands plead?
(Done wrong) And then pack up your eyes run away as soon as I agreed
(Done wrong) How could you?
How could you?
How could you do nothing? (Done wrong)
How could you do nothing?
How how how (Done wrong)
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