Dance in the wind, howl at the moon.
Luck is a cold empty room.
Your black cat puked in my shoe.
There's mold in the old coffee brew.
I would care, but I don't cry for me anymore.
Trust my word, believe me tonight.
This scented veil will cover your eyes.
I know she was getting it twice.
Arivaca, take my advice.
I would care, but I don't cry for me anymore.
Before you go, pour me some more.
Bottle to glass, face to the floor.
The grey sky is spilling its tea.
Washing my stains to the sea.
I would care, but I don't cry for me anymore.
When my bones rattle no more.
When the dark collects on a score.
The new day takes it in stride.
Leaving me behind.
I would care, but I don't cry for me anymore.
I would dare but I don't try.
Once you're there you'll know why.
I would care, but I don't cry for me anymore.