Broken Hearted Horses - Joan of Arc

Dreaming of sun when there's nothing but rain
Praying for Friday but its Monday again
And you're caught in-between

Well if there's one thing in this world that I really hate
It's the waiting for you when you know that I'll take your bait
It's the way you break my heart and tell me I'm your fool
And proceed to fall to pieces when you see that it just ain't true
Who do you think you are who do you think you are
Who do you think you are Joan of Arc?

I hear your gentle footfall as the door closes on the latch
You're killing me with kisses while you're stabbing me in the back
The colours that you paint are charcoal black blues and reds
But your feelings are selling to the highest bidder in your bed
Who do you think you are who do you think you are
Who do you think you are Joan of Arc?

Dreaming of sun when there's nothing but rain
Praying for Friday but its Monday again
And you're caught in-between

Well there's nowhere you can hide to avoid the facts
When life beats you up until you're feeling like you're blue and black
You were daddy's little girl but daddy was a rolling stone
And now you feel so scared cause he up and left you all alone
Who do you think you are who do you think you are
Who do you think you are Joan of Arc?
Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc, You're Joan of Arc

Written by:
Martin O'Loinsigh

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