I've never seen no one crying

Quite as hard as she

I've never seen no one suffer

Quite so tenderly

I've never known lips to quiver

I've never seen

Whatever you've done to that girl

It wasn't clean



You might as well have used a gun

There's no coming back from where you put that girl

Now look at the thing you've done

You might as well have used a gun



Walk out underneath the clouds

She will write it down

Walk out underneath the clouds

In her wedding gown

She may put on a face

But you know it's only makeup

She can't hide the swelling



You might as well have used a gun

There's no coming back from where you put that girl

Now look at the thing you've done

You might as well have used a gun



Everything will be alright

If she takes another pill tonight

Everything will be OK

One of these will give her color, from a field of black and gray