well, I stood beside the rain today   and twisted out my shirt   and she's a cooly you could say   when she gets down in the dirt      she puffs her pillow up so high   it's like she's hanging in the sky   she claims it was a crazy guy   who taught her how to hurt   yeah kept her so alert      I felt so under sideways down   when she showed me all her prints   I could not help but feel confused   when she threw that heavy hint      oh she pulled out all her magazines   she spread them out like chocolate dreams   her eyes were shooting dagger beams      she changed into her silk   I stood there drinking milk   well I could leave or stay   makes no difference either way      she said don't listen to her words   as if they were all dead   she said she never made decisions   but the last thing that she said   just before she turned the bed      she said well I could leave or stay   makes no difference either way   o.k.   well I could leave or stay