"Dio"

(written by Kristin Hersh)

Don't look back, and he's your soldier

Don't look back, and he's your soldier

That sheet metal sound next door

Is keeping me awake

Janie's eyes are open

And my feet are killing me

If this isn't the truth...

Don't look down, and he's your shoulder

Don't look down, and he's your shoulder

That cheap little loud-mouthed whore

Is keeping me awake

The baby's eyes are open

And this heat is killing me

If this isn't the truth...

Clap my hands, slap my legs

I can't find it

But that sweet little bastard boy

Is breaking me a leg

Maybe mine is broken, I don't mind it

I don't mind it, I said, I don't mind it

Dio...

Dio...

Dio...