What did you want from the girl with the frizzy brown hair? Or blonde? Or red?
What did you want from the girl with the heart of a lion and the soul of a dove?
What did you want from the girl who would part her legs for any man, but not for you.. Because she loved you?
What did you want from the girl who prayed for your salvation and longed to be your blessing?
What did you want from the girl?
Was it the way her body swayed when you played that song for the twenty first of September?
She would have swayed with you all September long.
Was it for a cure?
Well, baby.. Her health clinic is closed just like her legs. Just like her lips. Just like her eyes when you told her you wanted to start over.