[Intro]
(And now the sounds of Paul Revere)

(Ladies and gentlemen you may send your votes to box 1969
7-3-4-1-9-2-4 or whatever your number is)

(I love you, girl
Even though you lied to me)

[Verse 1]
Well, you hide at your door
She's not there but you're still waiting
There's a rhyme in your mind
It's the truth but you won't listen
Walk alone down the broken tracks
In miles of dirty sidewalks

[Chorus]
And you know she will make it without you
Without you, without you, without you

[Verse 2]
At the head of your bed
Above you and on your pillow
No one's home as you go
Starin' through your empty table
And the trashman collects the garbage
If today is Sunday
[Chorus]
And you know she will make it without you
Without you, without you, without you

[Instrumental Break]
(Whoa)

[Verse 3]
Said I dreamed, does it seem
That her legs were made of honey?
And the wall something called
And the stove's not even runnin'
And the landlord who crawls upon your door
Is only shadows

[Chorus]
And he knows she will make it without you
Without you, without you, without you

[Outro]
(Without you, without you, without you)
(Without you, without you, without you)
(Without you, without you, without you)
(Without you, without you, without you)
(Without you, without you, without you)