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.