Cassandra - Keaton Simons

She’d like to blame it on the sky 
‘Cause she can’t help but knowing 
She’d rather turn a blind eye 
Just to keep the truth from showing 
But if you get her on the wine 
She just might let it slip 
And if she tells you it’s your time 
You know you’ll pay for it 
She sees the writing on the wall 
She says that there’s no turning back 
But it’s too soon to say goodbye 
Cassandra tell me why 
Cassandra tell me why 
She writes her number on a napkin 
An undercover prophet 
She only gambles when the bills get high 
Then stuffs the money in her pocket 
All she has is sentimental 
The comfort doesn’t last 
She can tell you all your stories 
Before they’ve even passed 
She sees the writing on the wall 
She says that there’s no turning back 
But it’s too soon to say goodbye 
Cassandra tell me why 
Cassandra tell me why 
It’s too soon to say goodbye 
So Cassandra tell me why 
She sees the writing on the wall 
She says that there’s no turning back 
But it’s too soon to say goodbye 
Cassandra tell me why 
Cassandra tell me why