The Apple

Hannah Fury

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    So blame me
    But you didn't see me do it
    Poor baby, please
    Trouble has always grown on trees
    So blame me
    But you didn't see me do it
    Poor baby, please
    Trouble has always grown on trees
    And I don't care what you say to me
    Ha!
    I don't even like blue eyes
    They're usually too light
    I don't even like things that are so bright
    I can't stand the glare
    So take this if you dare
    Then you can belong to me
    And you can be wrong for me
    So blame me
    But you didn't see me do it
    Poor baby, please
    Trouble has always grown on trees
    I don't care what you say
    You're just being fake
    I'm telling the truth
    Like I do always
    You'd do it too, if you were brave
    The sweetest things are often laced
    And you can be wrong for me
    Mirror, mirror on the wall
    If I can't have one, I'll take them all
    I'll take Gael Garcia Bernal
    I'll take a man that I can haunt
    And who can be wrong for me
    Who will be all wrong for me

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    Composition: Hannah Fury

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