5 Aug 2012

05 - "Daisy"

Daisy was shot in the head
As she lit her cigarette, she blew her mind instead
Lying on the ground dead
Daisy, I forgive you for those things you said

CHORUS
Pretty girl, why’d you make me cry?
Why’d you have to die?
We’ll always miss your smile and your sense of humor

Daisy was only 17
Growing up in Cleveland where she dreamed to be a queen
Every word she said would echo in my head
Daisy, I forgive you for those things you said

CHORUS

BREAKDOWN
I know now
That life can end in a second’s count
But I won’t cry
No, not I, I’m fine
At least while I’m alive
Daisy, you’re a friend of mine

Daisy was the gambling type
She took her daddy’s money and she lived the Vegas life
Put it all on red, now that girl’s dead
She lost her money, and she lost her mind, and she lost her cigarette

CHORUS

REPEAT CHORUS

END
Why’d you make me cry?
Why’d you have to die?