Mary Songtext
von Anne Heaton

Are the outside walls of your house made out of bookshelves facing out?/ Do you house a gorilla in the back?/ Does he live in silence with a bag on his head?/ Do you go to the grocery to seek your light?
Does he begin to tremble when he hears you in sight?/ Do you have more in common with your childhood enemy than you do with your old best friend, Mary?

I had a best friend and her name was Mary/ She was my golden apple
I had a best friend and her name was Mary/ She was my golden apple


I wouldn′t believe you if you crossed your heart/ Said we'd grow up in the same town, but be so far apart
And if you swore to God and hoped to die that there′d be no reason why

I had a best friend and her name was Mary/ She was my golden apple
I had a best friend and her name was Mary/ She was my golden apple

All the girls fill the dreams/ I never knew Christina was crying to create
Parking lot, playground, small town/ I never knew Christina was crying

We tried on makeup and we tried to get thin/ The boys on our 5th grade soccer team said we could be skins/ Are you a helper deep down inside?/ Did things get too twisted for you to stand upright?