Oh my girl, yes i'm gonna, slowly turn my insides citrus over you
And if, if you were a daisy, thirsting for a fix i'd gladly be the dew
No more lost girls walking from you
No more sickness sleeping in you
No more fools spit judgements on you
No more dead birds raining on you
Oh my girl, yes i wanna, smile laughing, coughing sunshines over you
And if, if you were a daisy, thirsting for a fix i'd gladly be the dew
No more lost girls walking from you
No more sickness sleeping in you
No more fools spit judgements on you
No more dead birds raining on you
No more black clouds hanging around