Text: Bob Dylan. Infidels. Don't Fall Apart on Me Tonight.

Just a minute 'fore you leave, girl
Just a minute 'fore you touch the door
What is it that you're trying to achieve, girl?
Do you think we can talk about it some more?

You know the streets are filled with vipers
Who've lost all ray of hope
You know, it's not even safe no more
In the palace of the Pope

Don't fall apart on me tonight
I just don't think that I could handle it
Don't fall apart on me tonight
Yesterday's just a memory
Tomorrow's never what it's supposed to be
And I need you, yeah

Come over here from over there, girl
Sit down here, you can have my chair
I can't see us goin' anywhere, girl
The only place open is a thousand miles away
And I can't take you there

I wish I'd have been a doctor
Maybe I'd have saved some life that had been lost
Maybe I'd have done some good in the world
'Stead of burning every bridge I crossed

Don't fall apart on me tonight
I just don't think that I could handle it
Don't fall apart on me tonight
Yesterday's just a memory
Tomorrow's never what it's supposed to be
And I need you, oh yeah

I ain't too good at conversation, girl
So you might not know exactly how I feel
But if I could, I'd bring you to the mountaintop, girl
And build you a house made out of stainless steel

But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting
That's a hanging in the Louvre
My throat starts to tickle and my nose itches
But I know that I can't move

Don't fall apart on me tonight
I just don't think that I could handle it
Don't fall apart on me tonight
Yesterday's gone but the past live on
Tomorrow's just one step beyond
And I need you, oh

Who are these people that are walking towards you
Do you know them or will there be a fight
With their humorless smiles so easy to see through
Can they tell you what's wrong and what's right

Or do you remember St. James Street
Where you blew Jackie P's mind
You were so fine, Clark Gable would have fell at your feet
And laid his life on the line

Let's try to get beneath the surface waste, girl
No more booby traps and bombs, no more decadence and charm
No more affection that's misplaced, girl
No more mud cake creatures lying in your arms

What about that millionaire
With the drumsticks in his pants
He looks so baffled and so bewildered
When he played and we didn't dance

Don't fall apart on me tonight
I just don't think that I could handle it
Don't fall apart on me tonight
Yesterday's just a memory
Tomorrow's never what it's supposed to be
And I need you, yeah you, ah I need you