Smoke another cigarette, watch the rain  Put me on the outskirts of a mental train  What's done's been done, you can't change that  I couldn't make the window, I couldn't go back    Is there no getting free  Something's dying inside me  Pain for pretty can't you see  Changes... oh, no, no    Watching the predictions, it looks like snow  I'd like to travel south but I can't go  December's on the crest, almost gone  Shadows on the pavement never looked so long    Maybe it's my attitude, I can't get straight  Take me like I am or throw me away  Trying to kill the dream that's inside me  I don't want to end up your casualty