Tales of [a] Lady in Paradox

Broke my heart down the road…

Spent the weekend sewing the pieces back on.

Crayons and dolls pass me by;

Walking gets too boring,

when you learn how to fly.

Not the homecoming kind

Take the top off

and who knows what you might find.

‘Cause I’m a gypsy

I might steal your clothes and wear them if they fit me;

Never made agreements, and I won’t back down ‘cause life’s already bit me.

And I won’t cry, I’m too young to die if you’re gonna quit me -

‘Cause I’m a gypsy.

I can’t hide what I’ve done -

Scars remind me

of just how far that I’ve come;

To whom it may concern:

Only run with scissors

when you want to get hurt.

So I say hey, you -

You’re no fool,

if you say no, ain’t it just the way life goes?

People fear what they don’t know.