Monroe's gone round the bend again May never make it home When he arrives she almost always lets him in You can't take him on when he's like this You can't leave him alone Where's he been, where's he been Last time that I saw you I thought you were doing fine I was broke and coming down From New Orleans Talk about the business What they do to you this time We try not to complain, but we complain They just break your heart again Now he's burning all his bridges Now he's skipping across the water Like a smooth, flat stone Now he's scratching 'cause it itches Now he's slurring on the phone I like your picture, are you alone I like your picture Monroe's gone round the bend again She couldn't make him stay There's too much trouble To get into everywhere His devil called from downtown Now his angel's gone to pray It's a wonder he's alive But he's alive somewhere You know the city guys are dangled Every time you take the stage They're swelling up like poets While you're rattling your cage You're all they left the suburbs for They'd make you all the rage Then they'll try not to complain But they'll complain When you break their hearts again