Bob Dylan - 4th Time Around lyrics

When she said, "don't waste your words, they're just lies," I cried she was deaf. And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes, Then said, "what else you got left?" It was then that i got up to leave But she said, "don't forget, Everybody must give something back For something they get." I stood there and hummed, I tapped on her drum and asked her how come. And she bu*toned her boot, And straightened her suit, Then she said, "don't get cute." So i forced my hands in my pockets And felt with my thumbs, And gallantly handed her My very last piece of gum. She threw me outside, I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked. And after finding i'd Forgotten my shirt, I went back and knocked. I waited in the hallway, she went to get it, And i tried to make sense Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair That leaned up against . . . Her jamaican rum And when she did come, i asked her for some. She said, "no, dear." I said, "your words aren't clear, You'd better spit out your gum." She screamed till her face got so red Then she fell on the floor, And i covered her up and then Thought i'd go look through her drawer. And, when i was through I filled up my shoe And brought it to you. And you, you took me in, You loved me then You didn't waste time. And i, i never took much, I never asked for your crutch. Now don't ask for mine.