and I didn't want to see her and her jars full of dimes
I didn't want to see her and I didn't want to go there where the grass bleeds brown and the wind knows my crimes
and the boys on the corner
and I didn't want to go there where the windows will sag and the porch twitched for the lack of her
I didn't want to see her and I didn't want to go there she's got eyes in the back of her
and the girls in their daisy dukes spilling slurpies on themselves
I can smell her yellow smile she says, "Jamie, I'm goin' out."
think if I did it your way there'd be stains on the tile she don't wash the floors
and she heads for the door but I'm rooted to the threshold I'm a lead man on the floor
she ain't good she aint wicked she aint stupid she aint scared she's just kissin' me hard just to show she don't care
she says, "I ain't no little girl I invited you in, 'cause my time's
though my breath is hot and foul I do not hear her gun go off but from somewhere there's a howl
and three old women chewing tobacco and yarn when they found her on the floor of the barn won't never go back there o I won't ever go back there with the crows as fat as turkeys and the buzzards buzzing 'round where the trees are reaching up though they're buried in the ground