You got some kinda' shine I've never seen before
If you'd been feeling fine, then you weren't anymore
I had to run away, I couldn't take the shame
But I forgot to say I'll always love your name
If the rain puts out this cigarette, then I'll call you after work
When the floors are mopped, and the garbage thrown away
But if the skies are clear, and I can learn to breathe on my own
Then you won't hear from me tonight
I wrote you every day - that's so much wasted ink
But winter has a way of changing how you think
I fell in love again, a black-haired southern bell
It felt like nicotine, but now it hurts like hell