Well, I sold my nice clothes   I sold my boots   Feel like a tree with a hundred branches   But I sold my roots   She's all, she's all   I got left      I watched my best friend leave me   Without one look back   All those clouds coming in   They look so hot and black   She's all, she's all   I got left      Well, she got my heart   Inside her hand   She could close it up shut   And crush me into sand   But she don't, but she don't   Do that   She don't do that      Well, ever man, woman, and child   That I've ever known   Is just a distance voice on the other end   Of a telephone   She's all, she's all   I got left      I tried to make someone hear me   With my music and words   But the sound waves bounced off   Everybody's ears but hers   She's all, she's all   I got left      Well, she got my heart   Inside her hand   She could close it up shut   And crush me into sand   But she don't, but she don't   Do that   She don't do that