Lyrics

Walking alone down this dirty street in the rain, and I'm sorry that I can not seem to feel your pain. But my boots are all filled with water and my wet hair will not dry. (chorus) And if you don't understand me well I'll sing it to ya one more time.
The stores are all closed and I left my overcoat in your car the night you kicked me out of your heart, and I wish I did not love you so because I really don't have the time, (chorus)
Well there's a river now running through the gutter and it's full of debris, well I watch it float on by oh what you must have thought about me. Now gloom and grey gargoyles fly all over this place, and I prune under my clothes and my mascara's running down my face. Church bells ring, and I pray "Mary, throw me a line," and if you don't understand me well I'll sing it to ya one more time.