Bob Dylan - 4th Time Around (remix) lyrics

When she said, "Don't waste your words, they're just lies," I cried she was deaf And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes, and said, "What else you got left?" It was then that I got up to leave, but she said, "Don't forget Everybody must give something back for something they get" I stood there and hummed, I tapped on her drum, I asked her how come And she bu*toned her boot, and straightened her suit, and she said, "Don't get cute" So I forced my hands in my pockets and felt with my thumbs And gallantly handed her my very last piece of gum She threw me outside, I stood in the dirt where everyone walked And after finding out I'd forgotten my shirt, I went back and knocked I waited in the hallway, she went to get it, and I tried to make sense Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair that leaned up against Her Jamaica rum, and when she did come, I asked her for some She said, "No, dear," I said, "Your words aren't clear, you'd better spit out your gum" She screamed 'til her face got so red, then she fell on the floor And I covered up and then thought I'd go look through her drawer And when I was through, I filled up my shoe and brought it to you And you, you took me in, you loved me then, you never wasted time And I, I never took much, I never asked for your crutch Now don't ask for mine