Clementine

Nate Daviau

Compositor: Nate Daviau

I'll spend half my life recovering
From the last thing that I said
And the other half considering
The next stupid thing to say

I'll be damned if I'll be quiet
Show I'm here by letting out a battle cry
Clementine, I want you darling
You scare the love out of me

You're post-traumatic, unpragmatic
A relic from before
I could beat the symptoms every day
With roses at your door

Dammit, I'm okay
I'll try not to relapse on our wedding day
Clementine, I want you baby
You get me off my knees

And you wanted me, keep me-
Eh-ooh
Keep me from my own demise

Well, you need me but I don't
No, I want you and that's much better, I suppose
Clementine, I want you honey
You really get me