I spoke you into being
sung you into song
stretched you into meaning
and made your tears my own
enfant terrible
I led you to the water
and I tied the miller's stone
I held you as a daughter
and let you drown alone
I tore the sky to bleeding
and I turned the clouds to grey
I cry only when spoken to
I have bid myself away
enfant terrible
only the saddest days remain
I have bid myself away
I weathered your denials
and I swore that nothing's wrong
enfant terrible
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