I've never seen no one crying
Quite as hard as she
I've never seen no one suffer
Quite so tenderly
I've never known lips to quiver
I've never seen
Whatever you've done to that girl
It wasn't clean
You might as well have used a gun
There's no coming back from where you put that girl
Now look at the thing you've done
You might as well have used a gun
Walk out underneath the clouds
She will write it down
Walk out underneath the clouds
In her wedding gown
She may put on a face
But you know it's only makeup
She can't hide the swelling
You might as well have used a gun
There's no coming back from where you put that girl
Now look at the thing you've done
You might as well have used a gun
Everything will be alright
If she takes another pill tonight
Everything will be OK
One of these will give her color, from a field of black and gray
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