you told me i drank too much
as you were sipping your beer,
but i drink to forget the pain
and you drink to feel something.

you told me you couldn't trust me
as you kissed her,
but i would never hurt you
and you have no heart.

you told me you could taste it
as you were pushing me away,
but i kept pulling you closer
and you just kept walking.

There's a girl, sitting in front of the window,
waiting for your call
There's a girl, with bright brown eyes,
who's waiting for you to come
There's a girl, whose knees are shaking,
falling to the ground
There's a girl, whose eyes are leaking,
she knows you're gone
That was before,
Now,
There's a girl, with short dyed hair,
with a beer in hand
There's a girl, who's making out,
with the kind of guy she told you
she couldn't stand
There's a girl, crying at night,
writing your name on her skin
Only this time, she's not using a permanent marker,
so she can't erase it
She's carving your name,
to keep you forever
There's a girl,
You wouldn't recognize her,
But you should,
It's the ghost of the girl,
who used to be
Y o u r s

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
    Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

    Hey, Mr.Tambourine Man, etc.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.

    Hey, Mr.Tambourine Man, etc.

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,

It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seeing' that he's chasing

    Hey, Mr.Tambourine Man, etc.