Tell Me, Sad - Bettie Serveert

Rocking horse people, out on a limb

And tied to their teeples with a dare and do grin

Sometimes I’ll make fun of things that you say

And laugh at your most peculiar ways

Rocking horse people, now what do they win

When tied to their steeples with a dare and do grin

Sometimes I’ll sruggle with thoughts on their way

And choke on the words that I’m trying to say

Tell me, Sad, what’s wrong with that

Now, I wouldn’t hurt you

I wouldn’t know how to

Tell me, Sad, what’s wrong with that

I need to know, Sad

There’s no need in getting this wrong

There’s no thing like standing out too strong

Now sometimes I’ll struggle with plans that you make

And end up by doing it all the same way