Penelope

Maybe I could help you see, essentially Exactly what you meant to me, eventually Broke my heart, you best believe No choice left but set you free, regretfully I hope you're happy Now I'm haunted by your memory Maybe I could help you see, essentially Exactly what you meant to me, eventually Broke my heart, you best believe No choice left but set you free, regretfully I hope you're happy Now I'm haunted by your memory Haunted by your memories Haunted by your memories Haunted by your memories Haunted by your memories Angel sent from heaven, she's The recipe, for my demise and my defeat Kick my feet up on the table, she's my centerpiece Without your love, no energy Still my own worst enemy When life gives you lemons I say f*ck it, plant you a lemon tree In my arms you fell asleep Stole my heart das a felony Threw together this groovy little melody Then I, wrote this poem for Penelope Broke my heart, you best believe No choice left but set you free, regretfully I hope you're happy Now I'm haunted by your memory Haunted by your memories Haunted by your memories Haunted by your memories Haunted by your memories Haunted by your memories Haunted by your memories Haunted by your memories