Sweet Charlotte
Brock Zeman
I've been hearing whispers when I go for a drink at night
People are pointing their fingers from the corners of my eyes
Charlotte's got something to say to me I can see trouble in her eyes
But hold it hun, upon your tongue I don't wanna hear about it tonight
Lay me down sweet Charlotte, roll the cold ground over me
I'd rather rot away in my grave then to hear you say
The things you've been keeping from me
Hang me high sweet Charlotte, watch me swing and kick at the air
But to hear from you that you've been untrue
Is a blow I don t think I could bare
Lay me down, lay me down
My friend's been talking about me, they think I m plain out of my mind
They tell me about seeing Charlotte out without me anywhere in sight
There's too much to trouble me lately to worry about Charlotte now
But my heart just stops when I see her truck parked outside some strange house
There's footfalls on the staircase, there comes a knocking on my door
Before I open it up I can hear someone cough and clear their throat
I swung the door wide open and there's Charlotte standing before me
She tears my insides out when she opens her mouth and Charlotte begins to speak
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