Hey Daisy

Hey ma'am--
Judas--
Satan--
Whatever you think you are.
Don't look away-- you're running out of time.

Yes ma'am,
You were an angel
But I saw another side,
And what you did tore me up inside.
Its not nice to cry,
But don't be sorry for the bride
She never abides by,
Or reads the guide.

No ma'am,
I don't think you're lazy,
I just think you're cold and crazy.
What kind of person leaves a man hazy,
And walks away with the smell of daisies?

Why ma'am,
Do you pretend?
When I saw clearly that your horns have no end,
And your mind is never ready to make amends?
If you have no heart then how do you befriend?

How ma'am,
Do you deceive so well?
You have no brains-- all you do is yell.
If you had a heart it would be inside a shell,
Covering itself from a deep farewell.

Where ma'am,
Do you suppose to strike?
Nobody supports you-- you can take a hike.
You would have served better in the Third Reich,
Or in the Hells Angel's, with a metal spike.

When ma'am?
I don't have all day.
I've walked all the gardens under the sky of gray,
And felt completely lonely in the quiet fray,
While the angels did fall and changed their minds to hate.

Who ma'am,
Besides me;
Do you know so well,
That you can trick into falling for your spells,
While knowing that you need him in your shell?
I wouldn't know, but my heart can tell
In the darkness you still dwell.

Hey Daisy,
Get away!--flea!
You don't really know what you want to be,
But you enjoy the pain you cause in me,
In your sight, the trees run and jump into the sea
And the lions fall down and plea
But their lives mean nothing to your glee.