Was it something I said?
That made this seem like such a mess
Told you I was content
And you said that's less than perfect

Now my hands are both tied
But my arms are open wide
And the demon by my side
Well she is what I'll leave behind

Now that things have improved
Might be possible to lose
Every ounce of what we knew
Till we're both drained of the truth

Tread my feet in the road
Watch them worked down to bone
And the blanket is cold
And I am more than alone

Every hour you spent
And every stitch you thread
Made it easy when, when it was time
To move ahead

New machines, beauty queens
Send my heart, out to see
When you left, with no pretense
Oh saint marie, just leave me be