Love Song 8

she was going down, i was ashin' on her back
 (love that girl like she was mine)
 i hit back once - open-handed, no excuses
 (love that girl like she was mine ...)
 now the sunshine won't look me in the eye no more
 but nighttime says it to my face
 i was thinkin' to myself
 might as well be you
 got to burn back the weeds
 so i burn back the weeds and cry
 need her like a crack-baby, i can see her in the dark
 came together so hard we broke both our hearts
 now i'm whistling dixie, spittin' teeth
 i can't shed this skin she's underneath
 i was thinkin' to myself
 it was always you
 got to burn back the weeds
 so i burn back the weeds and cry
 she says 'why'
 i'm just not a very nice guy
 can't seem to say good-bye
 god knows i try
 she was goin' down
 i was ashin' on her back