For The Girl Old 97's

Well she said I know, but I just can't tell
Everything that you've just been saying
Lucy was there as well in the dark
When the kids in the band were playing
No one can hear a word or tell
What the girl was singing
See, she must've been 16 or 18
I'm just past caring

She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
You're not pleased that you're easy
Makes you sick in a bad way

And all the while the girls sang
La la la la and she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, I can't love you any more than this

Ah, she said, she said, no, no, no, no
Oh then again, yes, why don't you kill me
I said when I'm messed up like this
Sweetheart you know that don't thrill me
Said I would've been there for you if you'd just been a little bit nicer
I was dead by Sunday half dead, scared just trying to please her