Pain for Pretty

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 backIs there no getting free

Something's dying inside me

Pain for pretty can't you see

Changes... oh, no, noWatching 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 longMaybe 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