When she said, don't waste your words, they're just liesI cried, she was deadAnd she looked on my face, till breaking my eyesAnd said, what else you got left?It was then that I got up to leaveBut she said, don't forgetEverybody must give something backFor something they getI stood there and hummedI tapped on her drumAnd asked her howHow comeShe buttoned her bootAnd straightened her suitAnd she said, don't get cuteSo I forced my hands in my pocketsAnd felt with my thumbsAnd gallantly handed her myVery last piece of gumShe threw me outsideI stood in the dirtWhere everyone walkedAnd after finding that I had forgotten my shirtI went to the poolI waited in the hallway, she went to get it, and I tried to make senseOut of that picture of you in your wheelchair that leaned up againstHer Jamaican bum, and when she didn't come, I asked her for someShe said, no dear, I said your words aren't clear, you better spit out your gumShe screamed till her face got so red, then she fell on the floorAnd I covered her up and then thought, I don't love you at allAnd when I was through, I was in love with herI filled up my shoe and brought it to youAnd you, you took me in, you loved me then, you never wasted timeAnd I, I never took much, I never asked for your crush, now don't ask for mineAnd I, I never asked for your crush, now don't ask for mine