I paint you in portraits/ I pin you in time
On black and white footage when you were so shy
And the camera was shaking/ the photo was blurred
The memory altered was it really her
And I moved from the city/ yeah I darkened my door
I ripped out the carpet I slept on the floor
And I fenced in the back yard/ where my dog had his fun
I pulled off the hinges and I made a new one
I sold the dress you wore back to the consignment store
I forgot what you bought it for but you never loved nothing more
You dads steady preaching/ and he fights his good fight
But he's selling a Jesus that no one will buy
And he tells me I'm making/ a fool out of me
With all of my singing well darlin we'll see
That just might be
Oh but people are shuffling/ in and out of our lives
Yes our life like party/ and some people bring boos/ some people bring knives
And I found all your pictures/ with dates on the back
They had your inscription with holes from the tacks/ they were all tattered and torn
I sold the dress you wore back to the consignment store
I forgot what you bought it for but you never loved nothing more
And the fabric grew paper thin at the knees and the elbows when
You just would not talk it off till the chimes from my coo coo clock
Some wounds just wont heal
NO
Some folk just can't feel