Show Me The Door Billy Strings

She ebbs and flows like water
And she feels just like wine
She loved the things I bought her
When I did not have a dime

There were times I felt like hiding
She could almost read my mind
In her yard the trees are dying
And there’s nothing growing on the vine

I’ll be here if you need me
I’ll be here, even if you don’t
Show me the door
Or show me something more
Take me in or shove me out to sea

She lit me up like powder
And she scattered me like dust
A broken bell in a crooked tower
Born to fall and built to rust

I’ll be here if you need me
I’ll be here, even if you don’t
Show me the door
Or show me something more
Take me in or shove me out to sea