She's All I Got Left-Ezra Furman And The Harpoons

Well, I sold my nice clothes I sold my boots Feel like a tree with a hundred branches But I sold my roots She's all, she's all I got left I watched my best friend leave me Without one look back All those clouds coming in They look so hot and black She's all, she's all I got left Well, she got my heart Inside her hand She could close it up shut And crush me into sand But she don't, but she don't Do that She don't do that Well, ever man, woman, and child That I've ever known Is just a distance voice on the other end Of a telephone She's all, she's all I got left I tried to make someone hear me With my music and words But the sound waves bounced off Everybody's ears but hers She's all, she's all I got left Well, she got my heart Inside her hand She could close it up shut And crush me into sand But she don't, but she don't Do that She don't do that