well it's six o'clock all my stuff's in hot

and i'm leaving on the downtown train

she couldn't stand the sight of my face anymore

so she threw all my stuff out in the rain

well i salvaged what i could you know

water ruins wood and my guitar

it ain't never been the same

black ink streaks on every notebook page

just like mascara down her cheeks from tears of rage

and it haunts me her face as i was leaving

and she wants me to be who i could never be

i never pretended to be someone different than me

and i never wanted you to change

still i don't blame you if you curse my name

now darling don't you feel no shame

and it haunts me the faces i was leaving

and she wants me to be who i could never be