I’ll cry in the corner of your garden
AND IF I want to darlin’ I will
nobody can tell me which rock I can lay
my thoughts about…
CHORUS
It’s covered in blood, my baby
in which I thought, perhaps maybe
but I know that you can’t save me
you’re too clean to cleanse/me
(x2)
April showers drown me out of my puddle
and if I have to breathe I’ll surely have to wait
the sun can save me sooo many times
THAT I CAN’T KEEP MY KNEES FROM
telling lies of an empty slate
CHORUS (x2)
I CAN’T SEE YOU IN THE CORNER (x2)
I know! You won’t be comin’ around here anymore!!
(I know)