Those dirty things you said to me
Still hang above my bed
Climb down from the ceiling
Rest upon my head
Oh, the painting on my walls
Like works of art gone wrong
And I'm wondering, babe
When it's coming back to you

I'm reaching like a baby
Tugging on your sleeve
Missing all the good things, honey
I'm too small to see
Oh, my arms they get so tired
Hanging on this wire
Why won't you catch me? Ooh
And I'm wondering when it's coming back to you
Oh, and I'm wondering when it's coming back to you
Oh no

And I'm tied up
Tired with feeling sorry for myself
And you also lie cause it don't faze you
And my god that ball and chain you swing around
To stake you claim ain't gonna save you
Oh
I know what goes around comes back around
Comes back around
You words they sound like dirt to me
You scraped up off the ground
And it gets hard to breath when it's stuck between your teeth
Don't look to me now
Don't look to me now
Cause I'm not coming back to you, oh no
No, I'm not coming back to you

And I'm tied up
Tired with feeling sorry for myself
And you also lie cause it don't faze you
And my god that ball and chain you swing around
To stake you claim ain't gonna save you
Oh no, oh no, oh no

Cause I'm not coming back to you, oh no
No, I'm not coming back to you, no