Nancy

Nancy - Martin Stephenson/The Daintees

Written by：Martin George Stephenson

Nancy

I thought that you meant it

I have wasted my hope

Lord I wish I'd never been born

The truth is I am utterly choked

Debauched and lost

And vexed as a cat

How can you act so numb

Blinkered and huffed

And as cold as the mire

Nancy I thought that you meant it

I have wasted my hope

Lord I wish I'd never been born

I have raised you

Since you were a little girl

Now you leave me lost

Breathless and grey

And granted I'll give you up

Lifeless and chopped

And cold as the mire

Nancy how can you love

When you spit in my face

My wayfaring child

Nancy I thought that you meant it

I have wasted my hope

Lord I wish I'd never been born

Nancy I thought that you meant it

Nancy I thought that you meant it