Clap hands daddy comes
With a pocketful of plums
Don't Cry
Most days I'm OK
Come steal my heart
How I wish everything was simple
How I wish everything didn't end in lies
How I wish I could just keep turning back time
How I wish I could be more like me
When I didn't have to worry about myself
How I wish I could just keep turning back time
Forgive me if I cannot try any harder
You make it seem like everything I do means nothing at all
As complications go this can't get any sweeter
Don't Cry
Flashback, twisted up
I'm so close to giving up
Don't Cry
Right now I am complicated
Right now I am giving this heart away
How I wish I could just keep turning back time
Right now I'm the walking wounded
Mind set on getting out
Clap hands, daddy comes
With a pocketful of plums
Flashback, twisted up
I'm so close to giving up
Don't Cry