So now I know you’re not interested
It makes it much easier
But a lot harder, too
You explained and I understand
But my inside is turned out
Hung out to dry
In your garden
outside your window
The sun cannot dry my heart though
It weeps piteously with tears of blood
Leaving the grass underneath red
And everybody knows
Everybody can see
What a wreck I am
They see my broken heart
You see my broken heart
Crying because of you
But you won’t try to mend it
You’ll just look at my inside
Hung out to dry
Outside your window
Someday it won’t be there anymore
Someday the rain will wash away
the red grass, too
And you’ll look out your window
Only to see the big blue sky
For my heart will be dead
No more tears of blood to cry
And you’ll think: what a wonderful day!
