Patty got and she went home with Jay. He her with a headache, wouldn't go away. She couldn't about what it would do to Paul, broke into her mom's house and on the wall.
She wrote, Mom I really you, just wish you were here, Need to scream out loud, to feel someone near. She wrote for hours then she laid on bed, now her mom's still but so's the pain in her head.
So the cap off the bottle, and talk to me. Leave the cap off the bottle, and to me. Leave the cap off your bottle and to me, nothin out, just open up and be free. ....be free...
I don't know how to save her, Paul to me, Don't feel right to her, or to set her free. Pretty feels like a wounded cat in my yard, no money for vet bills, it's too hard.
Worrying about what life us to deal pay your bills, won't help her to heal. He took a pull, then he grinned a bit, He said, I couldn't even my dog to sit.
So the cap off the bottle, and talk to me. Leave the cap off the bottle, and to me. the cap off your bottle and talk to me, Leave nothin out, open up and be free. ....be free...
One arm round an angel, the other in red, she haunts his dreams, leave his head. He to think her message was straight from god, but since a call would do, now he thinks it odd.
He said, I Patty's mother bout my doubts on the cross, how could I say that to the dying? It was her loss. I took her ashes to our bench painted walks these streets,' get this weight off my chest he long and drank deep.
So the cap off the bottle, and talk to me. Leave the cap off the bottle, and to me. the cap off your bottle and talk to me, Leave nothin out, just up and be free. ....be free...