I've never seen no one crying
Quite as hard as she
I've never seen no
one suffer
Quite so tenderly
I've
never known lips to quiver
I've never
seen
Whatever you've done to that girl
It wasn't clean
You might as well
have used a gun
There's no coming back from
where you put that girl
Now look at the
thing you've done
You might as well have
used a gun
Walk out underneath the
clouds
She will write it down
Walk
out underneath the clouds
In her wedding
gown
She may put on a face
But you
know it's only makeup
She can't hide the
swelling
You might as well have used
a gun
There's no coming back from where you
put that girl
Now look at the thing you've
done
You might as well have used a gun
Everything will be alright
If she
takes another pill tonight
Everything will
be OK
One of these will give her color,
from a field of black and gray