Taking What's Not Yours

Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours I don't really know if she cares or not All I know is she left a lot of stuff in my apartment She's never getting back And as the smell on my pillow fades Her cigarettes might stay like a Roman Colosseum A dry and worthless monument to our love Ooh, I still have your lighter Ooh, I still have your book Ooh, I still have everything you brought, but you never took You know where to find me And I know where to look (I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm not a-, not a crook-crook) Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours I don't really know if she knows or not But I left some things in her jewelry box And she's wearing out my rings Taking the compliments meant for me And although I think I'll miss them At least there's proof of my existence A captive little soldier on her fingers Deep behind enemy lines Ooh, I still have your lighter Ooh, I still have your book Ooh, I still have everything you brought, but you never took You know where to find me And I know where to look (I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm not a-, not a-, I'm not a crook-crook) Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours A copy of Gravity's Rainbow that she probably didn't read And how about my Laura Nyro record She probably threw away when she moved And how about the half a box of lentils From when I cooked her food That she probably didn't use I want to dedicate this jam To all those things I left behind in girls' apartments And various domiciles over the years Sometimes you gotta leave in a hurry, man, what can I say? Except I didn't forget about any of it I'm taking it all back Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours