4th Time Around - Oren Lavie

4th Time Around (四次轮回) - Oren Lavie
When she said
"Don't waste your words they're just lies "
I cried she was deaf
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes
Then said "What else you got left "
It was then that I got up to leave
But she said "Don't forget
Everybody must give something back
For something they get "
I stood there and hummed
I tapped on her drum and asked her how come
And she buttoned her boot
And straightened her suit
Then she said "Don't get cute "
So I forced my hands in my pockets
And felt with my thumbs
And gallantly handed her
My very last piece of gum
She threw me outside
I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked
And after finding I'd
Forgotten my shirt
I went back and knocked
I waited in the hallway she went to get it
And I tried to make sense
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
That leaned up against
Her Jamaican rum
And when she did come I asked her for some
She said "No dear "
I said "Your words aren't clear
You'd better spit out your gum "
She screamed till her face got so red
Then she fell on the floor
And I covered her up and then
Thought I'd go look through her drawer
And when I was through
I filled up my shoe
And brought it to you
And you you took me in
You loved me then
You didn't waste time
And I I never took much
I never asked for your crutch
Now don't ask for mine