Clap hands [bad word] 
With a pocketful of plums
Don't Cry
Most days I'm OK [bad word] steal my heart

How I wish everything was simple
How I wish everything didn't end in lies
How I wish I could just keep turning back time
How I wish I could be more like me
When I didn't have to worry about myself
How I wish I could just keep turning back time

Forgive me if I cannot try any harder
You make it seem like everything I do means nothing at all
 [bad word] go this can't get any sweeter
Don't Cry

Clap hands, [bad word] 
With a pocketful of plums
Don't Cry
Flashback, twisted up
I'm so close to giving up
Don't Cry

Right now I [bad word] 
Right now I am giving this heart away
How I wish I could just keep turning back time
Right now I'm the walking wounded
Mind set on getting out alive
How I wish I could just keep turning back time

Forgive me if I cannot try any harder
You make it seem like everything I do means nothing at all
 [bad word] go this can't get any sweeter
Don't Cry

Clap hands, [bad word] 
With a pocketful of plums
Don't Cry
Flashback, twisted up
I'm so close to giving up
Don't Cry

I should just let go
I should just let go

Forgive me if I cannot try any harder
You make it seem like everything I do means nothing at all
 [bad word] go this can't get any sweeter
Don't Cry

Clap hands, [bad word] 
With a pocketful of plums
Don't Cry
Flashback, twisted up
I'm so close to giving up
Don't Cry