Annabelle

I'm keeping secrets for you now
Oh, Annabelle, wasn't I the wayward one?
Where all the bony, taloned fingers pointed
When the time had come to play the blame game
Well you're never gonna win that game again
And you'd do well to

Turn your ashamed face away

I wish you could look them in the eye
It's easier done than said
So if another fool offers to stand by you
You'd better well take him home
A crescent honeymoon
That can only end and let you down
Tears all around

Turn your ashamed face away

Annabelle
The names have been changed
To protect what's left of my integrity
So don't embarrass both of us
Behaving so self righteous
I know what you would likely say

Turn your ashamed face away