sign on the door

wendy's sittin' next to me

she's trying hard to drink it away

and i feel the rumble of the subway

beneath the stage

and her eyes are screaming

and her lips are pursed

and this ain't her first heartache

but it feels like

it feels like the worst

and she says

can someone tell me how this can happen

and i guess that god only knows

my heart used to be

the sweet shop of love

but now the sign on the door

it says sorry we're closed

and i hear myself tell her

some old words i know they won't help

and then i feel guilty

'cause i closed some sweet shops myself

and we all talk about timing

and lifestyles and such

but to a heart that's been shattered

those words don't mean that much

and all of our pining

it just goes to show

don't you enter a shop

with the sign on the door

saying sorry we're closed

and she's been through all the pain

that one can endure

and her new man thinks she loves him

but he can't be sure

and his heart pines for wendy

she says that's how it goes

how am i supposed to know

he can't read the sign saying

sorry we're closed

yeah we're closed

and she says

can someone tell me how this can happen

and i guess that god only knows

my heart used to be

the sweet shop of love

but there's a sign on the door

there's a sign on the door

one more sign.