Saturday, April 10, 2010

But it's not comedy


D Bm/ G A D ; D Bm ; G Bm A A7

Once upon a time,
there was a boy.
He lived by himself
in the house on the hill.
Then one day the Avon lady came
& with her he'd stay...

I have scissors for hands,
scissors for hands.
I can't hold you.
I can't hold you.

I popped your waterbed
& hurt your brother's head.
But you aren't very mad at me.

I want to touch your hair,
but it's not fair.
You're too scared to be with me.

Cause I have...
Scissors for hands,
scissors for hands.
I can't hold you.
I can't hold you.

I wore your father's blouse,
broke in your boyfriend's house,
but I did it cause you asked me to.

Carved ice in your backyard,
I made your hand bleed hard.
but I never meant to hurt you.

Cause I have...
Scissors for hands,
scissors for hands.
I can't hold you.
I can't hold you.

My dad was
an inventor,
& he made real hands for me. But,
one day he
never woke up.
He was never asleep...

I have...
Scissors for hands,
scissors for hands.
I can't hold you.
I can't hold you.

I can make it snow.
& your kiss lets me know,
let's me know that you do love me.

I have scissors for hands,
scissors for hands,
scissors for hands
so I can't hold
you.

1 comment:

Cheryl Clarke said...

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