could you speak up? i can't hear a word you're sayingnjust call when you get homenso you drank and he drovenyou've got more excuses than a hospital's got patientsnand i'm losing my patience with younncould you breathe in, burn it downnuntil the filter's all that you have leftnhe pulled up your dress...nyou've got more excuses than a hospital's got patientsnand i'm losing my patience with younnthe phone is on the counter and it's 3 A.M.nand i'm driving past his house so i can call you againnand i'm looking through his window and i see you therensitting around in that guilt you wearnnso come on, you're only pretty when you want somethingnyou're only pretty when you're leaving menand right now you're beautifulnnso she walks into our one bedroom apartmentnwhy didn't you come home?nshe says leave her alonenshe said i give her headachesncuz she's drinking with the friends anywaynwhat the fuck is it to you?nncould ya speak up? tell me what the fuck you're doingnsleeping in his bed, taking off your dressni know everything, sweetie you don't have to say a thingnsweetie you don't have to say a thingnnshe's sleeping at her mother's and it's been five daysnmy father says the greek women never changedni'm looking through your window and i see you therensitting around in your underwearnnso come on, you're only pretty when you want somethingnyou're only pretty when you're leaving menand right now you're beautifulnright now you're beautifulnnsometimes our lives get written up in chalknand the rain comes to wash them all awaynsometimes our lives get written up in chalknand the rain comes to wash them all awaynnso come on, you're only pretty when you want somethingnyou're only pretty when you're leaving menand right now you're beautifulnright now she is beautiful