On a freezing Chicago street we shook 

Your hands were trembling from all those pills you took 

And we got drunk on cheap red wine in a paper cup 



And I was barely awake when you got home 

And climbed yourself into bed wearing cheap perfume 

And Sarah screamed your every breath is a gift 

If you weren't so selfish than you might want to live 



So if your lover should leave don't get too sad 

And don't compose any poems to win her back 

Cause when you're burned as though she'll never return home 

Though all your life you'll wait she never will return