DON'T CRYClap hands daddy comes
With a pocket full of plums
Don't Cry
Most days I'm OK
Come steal my heartHow 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 timeForgive 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 CryClap hands, daddy comes
With a pocket full of plums
Don't Cry
Flashback, twisted up
I'm so close to giving up
Don't CryRight 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 alive
How I wish I could just keep turning back timeForgive 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 CryClap hands, daddy comes
With a pocket full of plums
Don't Cry
Flashback, twisted up
I'm so close to giving up
Don't CryI should just let go
I should just let goForgive 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 CryClap hands, daddy comes
With a pocket full of plums
Don't Cry
Flashback, twisted up
I'm so close to giving up
Don't Cry
Songwriters
BROADFIELD, OLIVIAPublished by
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