Winter

Sara brought a gun to school No one really knows what she'll do With a flick of her cigarette she'll start to scheme Put it out on her skin with track-marks underneath Oh Sara would you please put that thing away Go home love Relax and read for the day I can see him standing idly by in his wooden frame And I'll say Mister Please don't take my baby away Sara I don't know what else to say You're scared love and I wish I could take that away I feel someway somehow we'll make it through the waste But first let's just get through the day You dyed your lips with black ink and found daddy's Guns don't mix very well with pills and whisky Oh Sara I'm worried She said I'll show you what hell's really like Then maybe you'll see my means are justified So I held her tight And said baby everything is going to be alright She said you don't know what it's like She said you don't know what it's like She said you don't know what it's like She said you don't know what it's like