Sometimes I Think She Takes Me Along Just for the Ride

We walked into town like sister and brother She wore my hand-me-downs I wore a pair of her jeans Very soon I was accosted by one of her ex-lovers He said, "I want what's mine". I said, "Take her" He said, "I meant those jeans!" She was making eyes at another She tells a modicum of lies She refers to me as her brother And sometimes I think she takes me along just for the ride She said if she was a painter she'd paint me but I'd be no masterpiece She doesn't want to be tied down and I could take it or leave it We might live in the same town but we don't live in the same world That explains why when she sees me she needs a local anaesthetic She won't take your opinions She says she's got more pride She said, "Stick 'em in a museum!" And sometimes I think she takes me along just for the ride This must be the tenth night in a row I've taken her out then driven her home When conversation dies Nothing will arise Why I don't fit her casual tastes She just can't say... I'm just a sympathetic ear for all the claims she makes While she scours the fields for her four-leafes clover I just wish that we were playing for higher stakes 'Cause this is like being run over over and over She only looks at others She tells nothing but lie after lie after lie after lie She refers to ME as her brother And sometimes I think she takes me along just for the ride.