you were fresh off the boat from virginia
  i had a year in new york city under my belt
  we met in a dream
  we were both 19
  i remember where we were standing
  i remember how it felt
  2 little girls growing out of their training bras
  this little girl breaks furniture, this little girl breaks laws
  2 girls together
  just a little less alone
  this little girl cries wee wee
  all the way home
    you were always half crazy, now look at you baby
  make about as much sense as a nursery rhyme
  love is a piano dropped out a four story window
  and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time
    i don't like your girlfriend, yeah i don't like her
  never seen one of your lovers do you so much harm
  i loved you first and you know i would prefer
  if she didn't empty her syringes into your arm
    here comes little naked me padding up to the bathroom door
  to find little naked you slumped on the bathroom floor
  so i guess i'll just stand here with my back against the wall
  while you distilled your whole life down to a 911 call
  [chorus]
    so now you bring me your bruises
  so i can oh and ah at the display
  maybe i'm supposed to make one of my famous jokes that makes everything ok
  maybe i'm supposed to be the handsome prince who rides up and unties your hands
  or maybe i'm supposed to be the furrow-browed friend who thinks she understands
    here comes little naked me......[etc]