Now I know better
 All you did fold me honey
 Like a dear John letter
 You put me in a box
 With God and his uncle
 Like a pair of gym socks
 Lookin' like Artie Garfunkle

 You took my heart
 The check's in the mail
 We'll do lunch when you get out of jail

 Sure Pinocchio
 Anything you say
 Sure Pinocchio
 Have it your own way

 You took me for a ride
 Well, I'm crawling out of this gutter
 You hurt me down inside
 What was that you muttered
 Somethin' bout wishing on a star
 for a fish out of water
 Well, I know who you are
 Your Gepetto's wicked daughter

 This hurts you more that it hurts me
 You never inhale, yeah, and cops eat free

 Sure Pinocchio

 Anything you say
 Sure Pinocchio
 Have it your own way

 Sure Pinocchio
 What hurts me makes you stronger
 Sure Pinocchio
 That nose keeps gettin' longer and longer

 You took my heart
 The check's in the mail
 We'll do lunch when you get out of jail

 Sure Pinocchio
 Anything you say
 Sure Pinocchio
 Have it your own way

 Sure Pinocchio
 Anything you say
 Sure Pinocchio
 That nose keeps gettin' longer and longer

written by John Hiatt and Dave Farragher