She Was Only In It For The Rain

She swore out the lights when she said that she was only in it for the rainshe made of her bed a naive nativityjust in case it became - just in casehere's the 1st of many songs you wanted me to writejust for you I hope to god you like itit's as pretty as it is cruelit's as pretty as it is cruelshe swore out the lights when she dammed herself to sleepher thirteenth finger my whiskey drinkand she wept at the scene as the ambulance drove offcome circumference, come circumstancehere's the 1st of many songs you wanted me to writejust 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