in times when my head

in times in my head, was together about you, i was an expert a silence, i enjoyed the blonds in their red jeeps, stopping you on the street, knowing none could compare with me, in my airy skirts and cool retreats, in times when my head was together about you, i was an expert at silence, you could have told the truth all the time, i was that at ease inside, you never made me cry, and then one night i lied, i got down with a boy in the backwoods, i didn't tell you and you didn't see, and that's when jealousy got the dog up in me, now every look you get, seems like another threat, i pick your pockets almost hoping to find, something to hurt about, to prove you unkind, oh but i still love you, baby, though now i just can't sit still, and though that boy meant nothing to me, i believe i've lost that simple thrill of the.