Well I left the rain city for the smokey south, No money in my pocket and my heart in my mouth Train wheels rolling down the big old track, A lump in my throat and I dont look back now
They said you wouldnt do it, But I had to prove it, yea Said you couldnt breakout, Not before breakdown I'am feeling paranoid, about the hole in my shoe Wandering around, Asking the bag lady for a light Not spoken to my baby for a long long time God Ive had enough, Im dying of cold Gotta speak up cos Im all on my own
She said you wouldnt do it She said go on and prove it, yea Said you couldnt breakout Not before breakdown, baby
They said you wouldnt do it, But I had to prove it, yea Said you couldnt make out, Not before breakdown