Clara C Dear Daphne
Put him down That clown of a thing you call a man Put him down Put it down That liquid courage Too much courage made you foolish now
You'll drown You'll drown
Stay with me Your eyes are rolling to the back of your head Stay with me Remember the things that I said Til then I'll be holding your head Your head
I was there A dead soul looking for love In pretty snake holes You're now there You're opening bombs in gift wrap Without a care
Get out of there Get out of there
I see so much of me in you But only the pages I threw away From my story You don't need That kind of black and blue Marking up your heart Bleeding through all of your pages
