Sanoja: Shawn Colvin. These Four Walls. I'm Gone.

There are things I will do
For a hatchet job, too
Ante up, there?s a new kid in town
It won?t take long
For what?s red hot and blonde
To be ashes on the ground.

The Manhattan skyline
A bed and a byline
I?ve come and I?ve cradled your face
I won?t be the last one
To commit crimes of passion
With a shoot-out and a chase

Over and over and over and over
I?m beckoning, begging
I keep hanging on
Going once, going twice
Mercy God, Jesus Christ
I?m gone, I?m gone, I?m gone.

Nothing has changed
Since the last time I came
My pride and my hat in my hand
I never sleep well
I still kiss and tell
And I do not pay the band.

Over and over?