Every time I leave every time I leave I keep comin' back Every time I leave every time I leave every time I leave I keep comin' back every time I leave I keep falling back in love And I know that this girl She's not the one for me And I know I'm only

There's a thorn tree in the garden, if you know just what I mean, And I hate to hurt your feelings but its not the way it seems, 'Cause I miss her. She's the only girl I've cared for, the only one I've known. And no one ever shared more love than we've

There's a thorn tree in the garden, if you know just what I mean, And I hate to hurt your feelings but its not the way it seems, 'Cause I miss her. She's the only girl I've cared for, the only one I've known. And no one ever shared more love than we've

She's just a woman, never again Been there before but not like this Seen it before but not like this Never before have I ever seen it this bad Never again He's drunk again, it's time to fight She must have done something wrong tonight The living room

It's not over before it's too late She's all alone again Wiping the tears from her eyes Someday he feels like dying She gets so sick of crying An extraordinary girl She's an extraordinary girl It's not over 'till you're underground This city's burnin'

The ashes that fall one more time Mourn the past and all that once shined The stones that gather left forever damned The absence of what was and what one can't understand The undertow that drags as you lose another day The voice that brought you peace

I'll live to love another day Lord I fell for her smile And she loved me for a while Then she said good-bye gotta go Left me standing on the side of the road Now she's gone and I'm a memory in her past And the long and short of it some things never last

That's what the blues is all about Oh you come home one eve'nin' To nothin' but the four walls And then ya find your phone been disconnected You can't even make no call Ya hung out for your baby, oh, an'she's not there You look in the closet, buddy,

Than a jukebox and a bar One pushes me up the mountain And one rolls me down the hill And your incandescent notions As for me and my barely-beating heart There's no better prescription They can make cars drive themselves And prove time-travel ain't crazy