Take me down to the gooseberry fields, Leave the scratches and the cuts in tact, Rip it all, and make me fall, into the brambles, as you know, I'm in shambles, leave me squirming, make me crawl. I don't deserve anything, Oh I don't deserve anything at all, I don't deserve your love and compassion, I don't deserve your worry when you call, The shade suits me fine Let the thorns and dirt, be my shrine take me down, there, rip me, down there, make me, feel fear, there, there, there's no reason for you to care, here.. Take me down to the gooseberry fields, Leave the scratches and the cuts in tact, Rip it all, and make me fall, into the brambles, yeah, I'm in shambles, still learning, make me crawl. The shade suits me fine Let the thorns and dirt, be my shrine I don't deserve anything, Oh I don't deserve anything at all, I don't deserve your love and compassion, I don't deserve your worry when you call, Take me down to the gooseberry fields, Leave the scratches and the cuts in tact, make me feel, Rip it all, and make me fall, into the brambles, and still, I, I'm in shambles, I beg you, let me crawl
