Deb's Night Out

Don't tell me where you've been 'cause I know just where you've been The truths you tell are few and far between Nodding off in front of me does not provoke my sympathy You better get yourself a new line 'cause that shit just ain't worth selling And it goes... Pain, pain, wash away It hurts so much to watch you play Dream, dream, stay with me Tell me another story Don't think I'm taken in I don't think it's turning out the way you planned it I'm not yours to plan with And I pray for the rain, maybe And I pray for the rain - To wash you far away