A Girl Called Mercy - God Knows She Knows

I found her at the kitchen table
Her face white as chalk
I told her: Don't you worry babe
I've been going for a walk
The phone lay off the hook
And there were ashes in the tray
Then I saw the clock and realized
For how long I'd been away

And I said: baby
I said: baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
I said: it's not what you think baby, please baby
And I thought: God knows she knows!

I smelled of wine and roses
My socks were inside out
My smoking hung out of my trousers
I wore my tie the wrong way 'round
Like Agamemnon, king of kings
I should never have come home
She stared at me with those red-rimmed eyes
And I heard her sister's canny voice wailing through the phone

And I said: baby
I said: please, please, please baby
I said: baby, baby, baby
And I thought: God knows she knows!

She stares at me from across the soup
A tear rolls down her cheek
We have those muted dinners
Seven fucking times a week
Like Penelope, queen of queens
She's always there when I get home
No matter how many walks I take
I never have to dine alone

Ah, God knows she knows!

Written by:
Jordi Pels

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