Windy is sitting next to me She's trying hard to drink it away And I feel the rumble Of the subway beneath the stage And her eyes are screaming And her lips are pursed And this ain't her first heartache But it feels like, it feels like the worst She says, can someone tell me how this can happen? I guess that God only knows My heart used to be a sweet shop of love But now that I'm inside, on the door It says sorry, and we're ghosts And I hear myself tell her In some old words No, they won't help And then I feel guilty Cause I've closed some sweet shops myself And we all talk about timing And lifestyles and such But to a heart that's been shattered Those words don't mean much And all of our pining It just goes to show Don't you enter a shop With a sign on the door saying Sorry, and we're closed She's been through all the pain That one can endure And her new man thinks he loves her But he can't be sure And his heart bites for Wendy She says, that's how it goes But how am I supposed to know He can't read the sign saying Sorry, and we're closed And we're closed And she says Can someone tell me how this can happen And I guess that God only knows Well, he knows That my heart used to be A sweet shop of love And now there's a sign On that door There's a sign On that door And now there's a sign On that door And now there's a sign And on that door One more sign One more sign One more sign Yeah One more sign One more sign One more sign One more sign Yeah Yeah Yeah One more sign On that door And now there's a sign And on that door One more sign On that door And now there's a sign On that door One more sign On that door And now there's a sign On that door