Orleans XXIX ('91)

Take the shirt from off my back
And lay it on the bed
Push the front door open
Push the thoughts out of my head

Catch the sun before it sets
"You'll catch your death standin' out there!"
You don't seem to catch my meaning
If you don't catch me I don't care

You can beg me all you want
You can beg me on your knees
Standing on this porch I'm just as
Happy as you please, please, please

Please take your finger off my shoulder
Take your hand off of my spine
Put the shirt back on the bed
I'll put it back on in my own time

Coz I've come up to this precipice
Before and I'll come down
Whether you are waiting for me or
Are nowhere to be found

Don't you see that I don't need you?
Except for when things are well
And it's the fact that you don't need me
That leads me to this hell