Bob Dylan

When she said,
Don't waste your words, they're just lies,
I cried she was deaf.
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes,
Then said, What else you got left?
It was then that I got up to leave
But she said, Don't forget,
Everybody must give something back
For something they get.
I stood there and hummed,
I tapped on her drum and asked her how come.
And she buttoned her boot,
And straightened her suit,
Then she said, Don't get cute.
So I forced my hands in my pockets
And felt with my thumbs,
And gallantly handed her
My very last piece of gum.
She threw me outside,
I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked.
And after finding I'd
Forgotten my shirt,
I went back and knocked.