Port of Charleston
What I had to say
Wasn't hard to say
Turn on the light please
Turn off the tv
And I waited for rain to come
The storm and the grey to come
And I touched your lip to mine
Tasted the love all dry
She's just a skinny little thing
Doesn't mean any harm
Doesn't mean what she says
I'm sick of taking it you know
But I can't walk away
I can't walk away
I'm tired of making it work
Taking the things you say
We fight a white on white
It's just the way we do things
This is all I know
This is what I call home
But if it's true
That I am wrong for you
What am I doing here?
So don't expect a lot from me
It's a little bit harder for me
She's just a skinny little thing
Doesn't mean any harm
Doesn't mean what she says
I'm sick of taking it you know
But I can't walk away
I can't walk away
I'm tired of making it work
Taking the things you say