Brian Webb

Martha Lyrics



My friend Martha works at

The bar down the street

I don't like her like that

I just think she's pretty

She's been crying all night

Talking about a boy

I said, "Martha it's not some kind of contest

That says in the end, if you love someone the most

You will get to keep them"

She says, "maybe it should be. I just want someone

To run their fingers through me

Like was barely tangled hair.

You could pull just a little. I swear,

I'de be better for the wear.

You could cup your hands

Like you were holding something precious."

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But I don't want to let you go

And I don't know why. I don't know why

And I don't want to let you know

I don't know why. I don't why

But then again

There are always reasons for letting go

You're just caught in season with so little to show

Its alright. This is only life

You wrestle everything you've been

You're 16 again

You're 16.

Its such a Brave New World for my little generation

I'm just afraid we might die from a case of low expectations

We're selling joy for a promise that we won't feel sad anymore

But Martha, she likes girls now. So we got that in common

She says "If they want to love me, man, I ain't gonna try to stop 'em"

Well careful, girl. You know love is love

It can hurt all the same

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