Sarah Yellin' - Rarities Edition: Live At Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion, Houston, TX, 2003
She says, "I've got something to say"
She knows, that what she says will change everything
She's laid, through too many sleepless nights
She's cryin', she's cryin', she's cryin'
Mother, that man took my soul away
Father, how could you ever treat me this way?
Brother, don't ever let him do this again
This time it's over I'm gonna make it end
Now it's over and the old man is dead
Lyin' on the ground, bullet in his head
She stood, at the foot of the guilty bed last night
She held, what would set her free for the rest of her life
She did, all that she said, that she'd planned to do
She's through, she's through, she's through, yeah
Mother, that man took my soul away
Father, how could you ever treat me this way?
Brother, don't ever let him do this again
This time it's over I'm gonna make it end
Now it's over and the old man is dead
Lyin' on the ground, bullet in his head
There's a bullet in your head
I kept fallin' down, look who's fallin' now
I kept cryin' out, look who's cryin' now
I kept fallin' down, look who's fallin' down
On me, on me, on me, on me
"Now it's over", this is what she said
He's lyin' on the ground
Bullet in his head
She knows, that what she says will change everything
She's laid, through too many sleepless nights
She's cryin', she's cryin', she's cryin'
Mother, that man took my soul away
Father, how could you ever treat me this way?
Brother, don't ever let him do this again
This time it's over I'm gonna make it end
Now it's over and the old man is dead
Lyin' on the ground, bullet in his head
She stood, at the foot of the guilty bed last night
She held, what would set her free for the rest of her life
She did, all that she said, that she'd planned to do
She's through, she's through, she's through, yeah
Mother, that man took my soul away
Father, how could you ever treat me this way?
Brother, don't ever let him do this again
This time it's over I'm gonna make it end
Now it's over and the old man is dead
Lyin' on the ground, bullet in his head
There's a bullet in your head
I kept fallin' down, look who's fallin' now
I kept cryin' out, look who's cryin' now
I kept fallin' down, look who's fallin' down
On me, on me, on me, on me
"Now it's over", this is what she said
He's lyin' on the ground
Bullet in his head
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