I hit every red light,
I threw everything out
of the house I left,
But I came back,
Walk backwards through
the door,
You didn't save a bit for me,
You didn't nod or disagree,
Our sidewalk is askew,
Our rent is overdue

I'm leaning like a barn,
I'm abandoned like a house,
I'm feeling like a knife in
a drawer

Admit you brought the drought,
You're so dry to the touch,
And I pray for the rain
I'd love to help you bake,
But the killer on your face
says you're gone,
You didn't leave a note for me,
You didn't see me sharpening,
My steps are falling through,
Our home is ready to split
in two

Don't need a sickle to
cut you down,
Don't need no divining rod
to track you down,
The rains are coming and
the sky is brown, the
weather vane is spinning,
Spinning around

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
53
53.3
Jaroslav Hutka Slunečnice Lyrics
Jesse Sykes & The Sweet Hereafter The Dreaming Dead Lyrics