Better Half
It's raining broken hearts and promises
Pitch forks and halos, small change and rubber checks
It's pounding against the window just like thumb tacks
And it keeps on raining
The ice in my glass is chiming like church bells
On a sad old Sunday, while I'm sleeping in way past twelve
Sin piler's like me will pave their own way to hell
But what kills you is the waiting
In a life like this you know too much ain't ever enough
And it seems like a man can't ever get whole
Just palming around in the dark like some mad man
Just a half looking for a better half that's all
And baby, I've been missing your shining smile
You ran off like a bandit, or like a prisoner with a file
You left me like a drunkard leaves a bottle of wine
And baby, I chewed my finger nails to the bone
Knowing your out on the town someplace
While I sit hunkered down by the phone
Like an old dog pawing at the ground looking for his bone
Ah ya, pretty baby
Sometimes it feels like a sin to be born
Cast wandering the garden looking for a rose
But all you ever seem to find are the thorns
And then it starts raining