I don't want to take and baby
I don't want to break and baby
I don't want to try and make you anyway
I just want to lie down
Tell my crazy brains to lie down
And then fall away I won't be alone
I won't be waiting by the phone
I won't be dreaming of you dreaming of me anyway
Tell me where you've been
And I will tell you where I've been
It will be all okay I don't have a home
It's not a chain, it's not a throne
It's just a picture of a picture tossed and torn away
Of anger on your face
Still not as strange and not as brave
As when you turned away I won't be the one
When all is said and all is done
I won't be breathing like you breathe into the light of day
I'll be in the yard
Still taking pictures in the dark
Of all our torn-up praise