Got this friend on the rack
She lost her love but she’d take him back
He gave the world—what it needs
Another girl—on her knees

Shot her down—packed her off
Said they cut, from a different cloth
And now this pain—that she owns
Feels like no one’s ever known

You’re a good kid, so I’ll tell you
That very long ago—lived a story
Not unlike your own

She gave all that she had
Now that’s not good—but it isn’t bad
Unless the one that you know
Will use it up—then let you go

She is misunderstood
Now that’s not bad—but it isn’t good
Though after all, who can say
That’s there’s one specific way

On an island, in a channel
Very long ago—lived a story
Not unlike your own

You’re a good kid—so I’ll tell you
There’s something you should now
He was smiling—when he let you go