The Harmaleighs - Julia

(for those who give themselves to someone else without open arms. A cheers to my past)

She's as thin as a rail and her hair is short
She's as pale as a ghost and she's awfully smart
​
She reads the same magazines, magazines that you do
but if you give em to me, give em to me, I'd read em too
​
Julia, you were never in the plans
Julia, why'd you have to take my white picket fence
Julia, I've been calling out your name
Julia, that is such a pretty name
​
I bet that you think, she's the best you've ever had
I hope when you get home that you aren't too damn sad
​
Julia, you were never in the plans
Julia, why'd you have to take my white picket fence
Julia, I've been calling out your name
Julia, that is such a pretty name
​
A pair of dull scissors in the pale moon light
I heard you were working late tonight
I would do anything for you to be by my side
​
Julia, you were never in the plans
Julia, why'd you have to take my white picket fence
Julia, I've been calling out your name
Julia, that was such a pretty name