She swore out the lights when she said
That she was only in it for the rain
She made of her bed a naive nativity
Just in case it became, just in case
Here's the first of many songs you wanted
Me to write just for you
I hope to God you like it
It's as pretty as it is cruel
It's as pretty as it is cruel
She swore out the lights
When she dammed herself to sleep
Her thirteenth finger, my whiskey drink
And she wept at the scene as the ambulance drove off
Come circumference, come circumstance
Here's the first of many songs you wanted
Me to write just for you
I hope to god you like it
And it may seem pretty cruel
But mercy is not my name
And our kids, I hope to God you counted them
You're as pretty as you are cruel
You're as pretty as you are cruel
You're as pretty as you are cruel