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mary crowell - patchwork cliché lyrics

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[verse]
“gather ye rosebuds while ye may,”
they said that when i was young
mine is the body taken today
cut from the ropes where it hung, it hung
cut from the ropes where it hung

[verse]
“why buy the cow if milk is free?”
her mother would scold her and cry
she didn’t hear her mother or me
he stabbed her and left her to die, to die
he stabbed her and left her to die

[chorus]
the arms of her k!ller
brain of her lover
she i’ll remember
but never recover
i am a patchwork —
betrayer, betrayed —
of both the bereaved
and a murderer made

[verse]
“never a woman shall you trust,”
i heard from my pa as a girl
i loved her truly. he k!lled for l-st
and took from me my only pearl, pearl
and took from me my only pearl

[verse]
“dead men are silent. they carry no tales,”
they said as they looked hard at me
the men and the women in funeral veils
they wouldn’t believe it was he, was he
they wouldn’t believe it was he

[chorus]
the arms of her k!ller
brain of her lover
she i’ll remember
and never recover
i am a patchwork —
betrayer, betrayed —
of both the bereaved
and a murderer made

[verse]
“in for a penny; in for a pound,”
i told him as i came to call
he’d left her bleeding, clutching the ground
i shot him dead by the wall, the wall
i shot him dead by the wall

[verse]
“tooth for a tooth, and an eye for an eye,”
they said. then i ate my last meal
my body just placed in the grave to lie
was there for the scientist to steal, to steal
was there for the scientist to steal

[chorus]
the arms of her k!ller
brain of her lover
she i’ll remember
and never recover
i am a patchwork —
betrayer, betrayed —
of both the bereaved
and a murderer made

[verse]
“there is a monster inside everyone,”
they’ve said this. i’ve heard it before
fool of a doctor can’t know what he’s done
the mind and the arms are at war, at war
the mind and the arms are at war

[verse]
“death is an ending for body and mind,”
i’ve heard, “and the soul — it departs.”
i and my enemy’s fates intertwined
the doctor cares naught for my heart, my heart
the doctor cares naught for my heart

[chorus]
the arms of her k!ller
brain of her lover
she i’ll remember
but never recover
i am a patchwork —
betrayer, betrayed —
of both the bereaved
and a murderer made

[chorus/outro]
i am a patchwork —
betrayer, betrayed —
of both the bereaved
and a murderer made
of both the bereaved
and a murderer made

- mary crowell lyrics

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