she swore out the lights when she said that she was

only in it for the rain

she made of her bed a naive nativity

just in case it became - just in case

here's the 1st of many songs you wanted me to write

just for you I hope to god you like it

it's as pretty as it is cruel

it's as pretty as it is cruel

she swore out the lights when she dammed herself to sleep

her thirteenth finger my whiskey drink

and she wept at the scene as

the ambulance drove off

come circumference, 

come circumstance 

here's the first of many songs you wanted me to write

just for you I hope to god you like it

and it may seem pretty cruel but mercy is not my name

and our kids I hope to god you counted them

you're as pretty as you are cruel

you're as pretty as you are cruel

you're as pretty as you are cruel