Don't want to be down where I last behaved
I broke his heart now I can't patch it
This time it's grave.
I kept track of all the love that I gave him
And on paper, well, it looked pretty good
He left a note that said he couldn't stay here
As if I could...
I guess my love's got no business, no business calling his name
I guess my love's got no business, no business to blame.
Writer: John Hiatt
-Bonnie Raitt / Luck of the draw (1991)
