Julia Stone > The Memory Machine Winter On The Weekend
Lyrics
He's a dog
But he's dressed up like a sheep
Got bones all through the backyard
But he likes to drink tea
We play scrabble on the weekend
And he talks about the weather most of the time
I thought my sacred body
With him it would be fine
And I walked into the doorway
He slid across the room
My heart, it started racing
I just didn't know what to do
And he laid me on the floor
And my screams they go unheard
The lady living next door
Well she's six feet under the dirt
Daddy, why don't you protect me
Someone's gonna hurt me
There's nothing I can do
Daddy, why don't you protect me
Someone's gonna hurt me
There's nothing I can do
He's a dog
But he's dressed up like a sheep
He's got bones all through the backyard
But he likes to fool me
And I travel through the doorway
I thought I'd be fine
But it's not the way it's gonna go this time
Daddy, why don't you protect me
Someone's gonna hurt me
There's nothing I can do
Daddy, why don't you protect me
Somebody is going to hurt me
There's nothing I can do
And all this time I needed you
And all this time I wanted you
You can't hear me now
Can't hear me now
Like you do
Daddy, why don't you protect me
Someone's gonna hurt me
There's nothing I can do
Daddy, why don't you protect me
Somebody is going to hurt me
There's nothing I, I can do
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