Lyrics

She don’t want my drug history
My 12 Steps or my aids test or my years of therapy
She don’t want to go see my boudoir or my vaudeville trunk
She don’t want me clean and sober or dirty and drunk
It don’t matter if Im kicking that gong around or if Im sick in the hall Ringing her bell, banging on her door, knocking that crazy ball
She don’t want my Lincoln. she don’t want my cash
She tells me Im a nice man”take a nice cold bath”
I read the fine print Im a fly on her wall
She does not want me at all
She can not not want me
She can not not want me
She can not not want me at all
This play I’m composing cannot be closing I cant have the curtain fall
Sometimes I get the feeling there was something that I missed If she’d just explain to me i could put my heart to rest
I paint her. I sketch her. I go where i might catch her.
I talk to her spirit and dream that she can hear it
I get the message: she wont take my calls she don’t want me at all She can not not want me
She can not not want me
She can not not want me at all
This play I’m composing cannot be closing
I cant have the curtain fall
I stood in the rain of my own tears and shame It never sinks in my skull
I am how God made me -
Id rather she hate me
Than not matter at all.

She don’t buy my suicide scares
When I call up and say nothing
Seeing who she might have in there.
She don’t know how much she matters.
She don’t know just ow much she hurts
She don’t know life could be better.
She can’t see how much I’m worth
She can’t see I’m in a panic of erotic toxic shock
Sunk like the Titanic.
I’m at the bottom,I’m on the rocks
I pray she might be testin’
The strength of my affection
Sometimes I pray it just all goes away
I read the fine print I’m a fly on her wall
She does not want me at all

She can not not want me
She can not not want me
She can not not want me at all
This play I’m composing cannot be closing
I can’t have the curtain fall

I’ve stood in the rain of my own tears and shame
Why won’t it sink in my skull?
I am how God made me -
Why won’t she take me-
Than not matter at all.

1991
David Skeet :Producer/Arranger/Keyboards/Programming
Andy Prieboy -Vocals, keyboard
Cassie Webb - Background vocals and arrangement
Mike Fennel- Engineer.
Universal Music Publishing/BMI