well, I stood beside the rain today and twisted out my shirt and she's a cooly you could say when she gets down in the dirt she puffs her pillow up so high it's like she's hanging in the sky she claims it was a crazy guy who taught her how to hurt yeah kept her so alert I felt so under sideways down when she showed me all her prints I could not help but feel confused when she threw that heavy hint oh she pulled out all her magazines she spread them out like chocolate dreams her eyes were shooting dagger beams she changed into her silk I stood there drinking milk well I could leave or stay makes no difference either way she said don't listen to her words as if they were all dead she said she never made decisions but the last thing that she said just before she turned the bed she said well I could leave or stay makes no difference either way o.k. well I could leave or stay