Little Boy
Little boy
Why did you have to chase me so hard
Didn't your mother show you what to do
Didn't your father
Tell you not to push
Little boy
We could have been great friends
But you frightened me to death you see
You made a
Rabbit out of me
And now we can't go back to being anything
Perhaps I ought to thank you
For you
Took my innocence away
And made me cruel
How did you know
I'd need that later on
You taught me to hide
And you taught me to lie
And to tremble at the telephone
To scream
But never cry
Surely you were wise beyond your years
For you planted in me unknown fears
That since I've met time and again
I wish I could have known it then
I might have been grateful for the experience
Rather than for the darkness
So useful to the hunted deer who doesn't know the way
But really I would not have known
Into how many arms
A girl will let herself be thrown
Just to escape
The one who wants her most
Better to dance with ten
Who won't remember her name
Than to be asked by one who can't forget it
Little boy
You made me feel guilt that day
Which never fully went away
You told the world you hated me
And that's when I began to see
How much it must have hurt
To have dressed up
In your first clean shirt
And hope like hell she'd understand
The things you felt
And take your hand
But damn you little boy
I never had a chance
You couldn't see I wasn't ready
For what you monsters
Call romance
Little boy
You never looked at me the same
As though you didn't know my name
And in the end
You made me hate
Myself for hurting you
But no one ever
Stopped to tell me what I ought to do
Little boy
Maybe someday
You'll walk my way
And listen to the song I play
And if you're still fond of passing notes
Perhaps we'll shed our children's coats
And talk an hour or two of what's become of us
And why
That finally we might say hello
Forgive
And say goodbye
Why did you have to chase me so hard
Didn't your mother show you what to do
Didn't your father
Tell you not to push
Little boy
We could have been great friends
But you frightened me to death you see
You made a
Rabbit out of me
And now we can't go back to being anything
Perhaps I ought to thank you
For you
Took my innocence away
And made me cruel
How did you know
I'd need that later on
You taught me to hide
And you taught me to lie
And to tremble at the telephone
To scream
But never cry
Surely you were wise beyond your years
For you planted in me unknown fears
That since I've met time and again
I wish I could have known it then
I might have been grateful for the experience
Rather than for the darkness
So useful to the hunted deer who doesn't know the way
But really I would not have known
Into how many arms
A girl will let herself be thrown
Just to escape
The one who wants her most
Better to dance with ten
Who won't remember her name
Than to be asked by one who can't forget it
Little boy
You made me feel guilt that day
Which never fully went away
You told the world you hated me
And that's when I began to see
How much it must have hurt
To have dressed up
In your first clean shirt
And hope like hell she'd understand
The things you felt
And take your hand
But damn you little boy
I never had a chance
You couldn't see I wasn't ready
For what you monsters
Call romance
Little boy
You never looked at me the same
As though you didn't know my name
And in the end
You made me hate
Myself for hurting you
But no one ever
Stopped to tell me what I ought to do
Little boy
Maybe someday
You'll walk my way
And listen to the song I play
And if you're still fond of passing notes
Perhaps we'll shed our children's coats
And talk an hour or two of what's become of us
And why
That finally we might say hello
Forgive
And say goodbye
Credits
Writer(s): Emilie Autumn
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Portraits - Single
- Who's a Little Leech? (Dr. Lymer, Emily) - Single
- We Have Instructions (Emilie, Guards, Nurses, Head Nurse) - Single
- The Passenger - Single
- The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls: Behind the Musical
- Fight Like a Girl
- Fight Like a Girl
- Emilie Autumn: Live At the El Rey, Los Angeles, 2012 (The Videos)
- Opheliac -- The Deluxe Edition
- The Opheliac Companion
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