you're drillin' a hole in my ceiling

too bad it won't rain

you're slippin' without any feeling

so don't you complain



sorry doesn't make it okay

cause i'm the one that paid your way

sorry doesn't make it okay

cause i'm the one that paid your way

don't preach



i can't believe what you said

how you live, how you laugh, how you love

you took my money away

made me sleep on the floor that i've had

but i don't care anyway

cause i laugh when you cry

do you think you would die if i said

don't preach