Crumbs from Your Table

You were pretty as a picture, it was all there to see
I would believe if I was able

I need something other
I would believe if I was able
I would believe if I was able
And you broke every heart thinking every heart mends
Where you live should not decide
But I'm waiting on the crumbs from your table

Would you deny for others, what you demand for yourself?
You speak of signs and wonders

But I'm waiting on the crumbs from your table

I was there for you baby when you needed my help
Well I need something other
Then your face caught up with your psychology

Three to a bed, sister Ann, she says
You speak of signs and wonders
Cool down mama, cool off
"Dignity passes by"
Cool down mama, cool off

Whether you live or whether you die
But I need something other
And you speak of signs and wonders
With a mouth full of teeth, you ate all your friends