Baby What's Wrong

Was that your face

Walking down 5th street?

It was on your head

But it was looking at your feet

Your steely eyes, the meanest blue

Betrayed a bit of darkness inside you

Baby what's wrong? I'm afraid to ask you

Baby what's wrong? Tell me, what did he do?

Is there no loving in the aftermath of a sad, sad song?

I see your hands

The way they hide up your sleeves

Your slender little fingers in a tight white fist

That was meant for me

I'm not the one who hurt you, I'm just passing by

But I would dry your big wet tears if you let me try

Baby what's wrong? I'm afraid to ask you

Baby what's wrong? Tell me, what did he do?

Is there no loving in the aftermath of sad, sad song?

I wanna hear a story

About girl and boy

With a handful of his hair

She tells him you are my toy

She winds him up so tight that he can barely breathe

Lying in a tangled mess that he can never leave

Baby what's wrong? I'm afraid to ask you

Baby what's wrong? Tell me, what did he do?

Is there no loving in the aftermath of a sad, sad song?

Baby what's wrong? I'm afraid to ask you

Baby what's wrong? Tell me, what did he do?

Is there no loving in the aftermath of a sad, sad song?

Is there no loving in the aftermath of a sad, sad song?