Song about a past abusive relationship. |
Hey there, Scarecrow you won’t be scaring me anymore Convinced me the world was full of woes shook me to the core to keep me behind your doors It was good while we were dancing now you’ve left me here in disarray I loved you, I loved you but baby— not this way. Hey there, straw man don’t you know those cotton hands weren’t made for shoving? Behind that sewn on goofy grin pour out a torrent of words the opposite of loving and when I awoke from my fairytale land I realized you were just another man with unclean lips and dirty hands a deceiving kiss— and that’s when I realized It was good while we were dancing now you’ve left me here in disarray I loved you, I loved you but baby— not this way. And despite it being the stuff you’re made of we never hit the hay though I can honestly say that I gave everything else away and I am Dorothy, beside you mourning, if only, if only you’d had a brain yeah if only, if only, if only, if only I’d had a brain Cause it was good while we were dancing until you left my life in disarray I loved you, I loved you but boy, not at the price of my soul’s decay it was good while we were dancing until you left it all in disarray I loved you, I loved you but baby? --not this way. Oh, oh, there’s no place like home but you are not my home anymore . |