She swore out the lights when she said that she was only in it for the rain
she made of her bed a naive nativity
just in case it became - just in case
here's the 1st of many songs you wanted me to write
just for you I hope to god you like it
it's as pretty as it is cruel
it's as pretty as it is cruel
she swore out the lights when she dammed herself to sleep
her thirteenth finger my whiskey drink
and she wept at the scene as the ambulance drove off
come circumference, come circumstance
here's the 1st of many songs you wanted me to write
just for you I hope to god you like it and it may seem pretty cruel but mercy is not my name and our kids I hope to god you counted them you're as pretty as you are cruel you're as pretty as you are cruel you're as pretty as you are cruel