I feel her in the wind sometimes blowing up the sheets on my clothesline, Headed out of Jackson looking for a new life Got me staring at the sun all day scared of myself Because nothing has changed, I guess I used to need a reason To put the needle in my vein. She says I met someone out on that Indian reservation. Baby it was just like in that old Emmylou song Now we're living on the highway selling blankets And we got kids.
You must have been alone, you must have thought I was asleep There must have been one tear running down your cheek. As you're tying up your hair, putting on your shoes in the dark There's liquor on your breath and you're breathing hard. You got legs and I got scars.
It was a Friday night I knew something was wrong Because we didn't fight, we just talked a little bit. Now you're getting dressed in the morning sun Putting high heels and lipstick on and I'm thinking it was better than Putting bullets in the gun. She says I need some time away from this house and the coal mine. But oh, do you remember that barbed wire fence And the sycamore limbs I had you up against you were doing me wrong Leaving in our mind somewhere.
You must have been alone, you must have thought I was asleep There must have been one tear running down your cheek. As you're tying up your hair, putting on your shoes in the dark I bet you never thought leaving me would be so hard. You got legs and I got scars.
You must have said it to yourself how could anybody be so cruel. To do all the things honey that I done to you. I hope he leaves you in the night hands down on the bathroom floor You're the reason I don't wear my seatbelt anymore, As you're counting up your scars Well honey I got more.
"Here Comes Your Man" is the closest the Pixies came to a hit in America. It was rumored to be about a drug dealer, but Black Francis says it's just a story about some hobos who travel by train and die in an earthquake.