i know i ca n't afford to fix the truck on my nine-dollars-an-hour cash wage . i wait for it not to happen , for you to get used to me , or maybe you 're tired or you had a bad day , so you 're in no mood to shine , but no . i look at him , how his blue eyes sparkle and down at the ring on his hand , then back at the image in the water , they are waving and leaving . you call me up to tell me i 'm a fucking liar ! 