Sal Four

I have no need of you, stepping off this train, that much is certain, hate to be like stone, see anyone anyway, on the street or Metro, I haven't got a clue, how it will go today, seeing what you’re due, you arranged the loans, introduced him to that crew, told him to be strong, now what’s new, my voice flares and fades, this is your issue, when I used to moan, you tried erase, everything I called a home, they all wail the blues, where he’s laid today, truth is a bitter fruit, I cry just the same.