Gwen Barkley in the 20th Century

Gwen Barkley was as stubborn as could be
Gwen Barkley had a different kind of hold on me
She'd go and pretend I wasn't alive
She's picking me up oh what a surprise now I'm down
She's winding me up around and around
She knew I didn't swim so why'd she let me drown?

Her hay days over yeah
Gone to fast with nothing left to say

An echo fell on her homes sweet war
The weary folk, they didn't knock any more
A shot and a swig alone and apart
You can drink from the empty bottle of her heart
She's winding me up around and around
She knew I didn't swim so why'd she let me drown?

Her days were numbered yeah
Gone to fast with nothing left to say
I try to keep composure well
A bed she made where now she will lay

Oh Gwen, I didn't know
What you said
Or where you go
You left me barefoot I mistook you for someone who would know

Her hay days over yeah
Gone to fast with nothing left to say
I try to keep composure well
Here she lays, Gwen Barkley