Unkind

Read on, baby, what you're getting in to
It's living on pain, the thing that's getting to you
Write my name, painted up my picture
Say it's the only thanks, I'm not around
(Around)

Beaten and battered
Well if my dreams get shattered, then
Pain gives my the right to be unkind
Wait on baby which with some in-devotion

I trade a river of tears for just a little emotion
You can curse my name, painted up my picture
Say it's the last time that I'll be around
(Be around)

Oh, well, I'm torn and tattered
Saw the thoughts in my head be scattered
Well, pain gives my the right to be unkind
Yeah, and it sets me

Right back to the heart of it
Joan's crazy is a sly defense from it
Joan's crazy is a place I call my own
When I'm alone

Read on, baby, what you're getting in to
I swear once that it was the little things that mattered
But it all seems true to you
Say the hell with my name and say the hell with my picture

Yeah, but swear the one time you need me around
Be around, I'm around right now well, I'll stand like it matters
Only once got screwy things got scattered by the rain
Pain gives me the right to be unkind

Right back to the heart of it
Joan's crazy is a sly defense from it
Joan's crazy is a place I call my own
When I'm alone

Right back to the heart of it
Joan's crazy is a sly defense from it
Joan's crazy is a place I call my own
When I'm alone

Right back to the heart of it
Joan's crazy is a sly defense from it
Joan's crazy is a place I call my own
When I'm alone