She comes home and she's happy   She comes home and she's blue   She comes home and she tells him   Listen baby we're through      I don't know what happened next   All I know is she moved   Packed up her bags and her curtains   Left him in his room      Was there anything I could do?   She went out with her paint box   Paints the chapel blue   She went out with her matchsticks   Torched a car wash too      I don't know where she's living   All I've got is a card   A picture of her at the pyramids   A knife held to her heart      Was there anything I could do?   She came down from the mountains   Said goodbye to her guru      She went back to her room   Lost herself in voodoo   I don't say that I blame her   People don't know what they want      If you spend your life looking behind you   You don't see what's up front   Was there anything I could do?   Putting out her fire   Putting out her fire