So you pull me apart And now you're making me answer But I don't answer to you I went through days With multiple endings Just to get through So now you're nervous Come out with the crying Boy, it's hard being you We looked at the TV For less than an hour Boy, it's hard being used
You were right Texas is hot at night Thank God for the wind There's a storm in sight I didn't offer a room I gave you a bed Was all that a dream? Was it all in my head? Mmm
And still even then, I always write you back Yeah, I did you wrong, you did me ten times back Blood washes away, even I know that I stood from the canyon looking out to see The marine layer over Santa Monica sea Someday I'll disappear like the air underneath
You were right Texas is hot at night Thank God for the wind There's a storm in sight I didn't offer a room I gave you a bed Was all that a dream? Was it all in my head? Oh
