Couldn't buy a break, wasn't gonna trynNever went away and you never quite arrivednAnd I followed just to see you runningnThings are going to call to younThings of little consequencenThat which once seemed small to younNow is so immensenAnd I don't know how you could have seen it comingnRolled up in a carpet bag, you should have looked like hell, dearnYou know it always bothers me to see you doing so wellnand to see you look so stunningnnCame uptight and went home ravingnStrung out with a morbid cravingnhung up from the walls that are caving downnain't nothing in here worth savingnSell it all for a morbid cravingnI just don't need the things you gave me nownnThe machinery and the tenementsncareening through the elementsnI can feel the fabric of your dressnI can see you leaning up againstnThe marble walls and the half-lit hall with someonenDid you draw a debtor's pensionnAn impression in the paintnI don't recall the things you mentionednThey all seem very faintnThe all seem so difficult so difficult to summonnYou would have thought you was the first girlnever learned a song by heartnbut baby if you won't rehearse itnsomeone will have to do your partnand i can already see her comingnnslept all day spent all night prayingnjust to fill a morbid cravingnrolled him up a hill and then straight downnain't nothing in here worth savingnburn it all for a morbid cravingni just don't need the things you gave me nownnCollecting common knowledgenLike the dirt beneath my fingersnThough I did not go to collegenThere is one lesson that lingersnHow a boy betrayed your confidencenIn the theatres and the monumentsnAnd I can hardly blame him, dearnThe way you talk such nonsensenYou wanna play the lost apostlenIn a hotel room in KnoxvillenBut you don't know what you're doingnSo you don't hold me responsiblenYou would have thought you was the first girlnEver loved a married man, oh dearnI don't know how much he hurt younBut I will hurt you more than himnIf that's why you keep comingnnCame all night and went home ravingnBurnt out on a morbid cravingnHung up while the walls are caving downnAin't nothing in here worth savingnFick it all for a morbid cravingnI can't give back the things you gave me now