Lyric Celebrate You

I ll wear my patent leather shoes
and my golden fleeces.
A feather in my hair for you,
and then I ll fall to pieces
at your celebration.
celebration [x2] celebrate you.
We re quiet as two mannequins,
feasting on silences.
We wait for Christmas to begin,
to see the cracking faces.
I tip my glass and toast to you;
the blood spills on the carpet
at your celebration.
celebration [x2] celebrate you.
And in the dream you held a gun.
You killed off all who hurt you,
and left me there the only one
who would not dare desert you.
I m safe here growing in the shade,
away from all your brightness.
I lost my innocence today,
when I learned how to write this.
Tonight my nightgown is in knots.
I toss and turn in your honor.
I ll never know just what I ve got
as long as you re my father.
And I ll keep searching here for you,
I ll clean out every corner.
It s not my fault [x5]