Him — Collective Soul

Well I took a little ride through the pouring rain To think about the casualties of your exchange Cause what you said ain't what you do You know you live by the words you choose

Was it him, was it me Were his lies easier than my truth to believe

Well I took a little walk through the driving rain To catch my breath from your self-inflicted change Cause what you said ain't what you do I feel this storm wasn't ?? with you

And the rain comes just like a bed of nails And the rain comes just like summer in hell