DON’T LET THEM SEE MY GRAVE

I wonder if my head would have bent from the bough, I wonder if my children’s would have too,
Something that I said makes you bent on me now, and what I said was true

All alone at home Jenna bends and pretends, that she doesn’t have to be there,
All around the window words are spreading through her friends, Jenna’s fallen down the stairs

"I wonder if she’s dead" is what I said but what I meant, I put my finger on but now it’s gone
Remembering she was down, she was paying for what she spent, when their eyes fixed on me I had to run

And in my eyes she’s the one, Did me up when I was undone,
But I can’t stay, anyway, how could somebody treat her like a slave?
Please don’t let her see my grave

I wonder where I’ll go I don’t know should I care? Home is good but I should check on Jenna
I’ve been standing here too long the morning’s more than I can bear, I can’t do a thing but follow her again

And in my mind you’re the one, just twenty-two and already done
I’m still amazed, that you chose to stay, how could you say she was not brave?
Please don’t let her see my grave

I wondered if my head would have bent from the bough, I know now that my children’s would have too
All the time I’ve spent has meant nothing to me now, the deal is sealed there’s nothing I can do