Why She's Acting This Way

Like silent she stands

like laughter she falls

from a castle of sand

like a memory she crawls

and the mockingbirds grieve

'Cause they can't make her cry

they'll soon start to believe

that the lady has died

what it all goes to show

it ain't my job to say

for who am I to know

why she's actin' this way

Once again turn away

if you're sure that it's done

tell your prophets to pray

tell your bandits to run

take your eyelids of stone

they won't do you no harm

take your cross made of bones

take your your fly-paper arms

and when everything's placed

in your coffin and go

through a scarf 'round your face

'Cause the subway gets cold

pack up your sunflower smile

and your bandana blues

take your worthless denials

they're all you've got left to lose

take your Tinkerbell lies

and your weary desires

take the tears in your eyes

take your cup full of fire

give your lover a call

if your legs start to fail

and he'll come break your fall

with a bed full of nails

No need to glance back again

there ain't nothin' to see

just this drunken old man

and this woman and me

and you've made it quite plain

that we're just wastin' time

and you say that it seems strange

that I'm staying behind

but you don't worry 'bout me

I can make it alone

'Cause I got no place to be

and I ain't far from home