Lyrics

Clap hands daddy comes With a pocketful of plums Don't cry Most days I'm ok Come steal my heart How 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 time Forgive 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 Cry Clap hands, daddy comes With a pocketful of plums Don't Cry Flashback, twisted up I'm so close to giving up Don't Cry Right 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 time Forgive 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 cry Clap hands, daddy comes With a pocketful of plums Don't cry Flashback, twisted up I'm so close to giving up Don't cry I should just let go I should just let go Forgive 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 cry Clap hands, daddy comes With a pocketful of plums Don't cry Flashback, twisted up I'm so close to giving up Don't cry
Writer(s): Olivia Broadfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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