Lyrics

When she comes to town
She calls to let me know
Through tension and silence
She knows just what to say
And I find I buy the same old line
That she used to throw

Ooo that Mrs. Jones is a cold one

She makes up the rules
It's always been her game
Redemption or madness
I can't say why I play
And whatever odds she lays on me
It always ends the same

"We'll be tomorrow
Not yesterday
All of the sorrow
Will soon go away"
She promises
But she breaks promises