Brock Zeman - Sweet Charlotte Lyrics
People are pointing their fingers from the corners of my eyesCharlotte's got something to say to me I can see trouble in her eyesBut hold it hun, upon your tongue I don't wanna hear about it tonightLay me down sweet Charlotte, roll the cold ground over meI'd rather rot away in my grave then to hear you sayThe things you've been keeping from meHang me high sweet Charlotte, watch me swing and kick at the airBut to hear from you that you've been untrueIs a blow I don t think I could bareLay me down, lay me downMy friend's been talking about me, they think I m plain out of my mindThey tell me about seeing Charlotte out without me anywhere in sightThere's too much to trouble me lately to worry about Charlotte nowBut my heart just stops when I see her truck parked outside some strange houseThere's footfalls on the staircase, there comes a knocking on my doorBefore I open it up I can hear someone cough and clear their throatI swung the door wide open and there's Charlotte standing before meShe tears my insides out when she opens her mouth and Charlotte begins to speak
