Type O Negative - Nettie

Nettie, no need to cry Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes In the dark bathed in Cathode ray blue Miss Red Hook of 1922 Weeping silently for the pain of others Every night a tearful rosary A victim of the curse of empathy Her reward for compassion is to suffer Nettie, no need to cry Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes My shortcomings I know caused her grief Still she loves me. This I can't believe! Responding not with anger but a prayer Heaven's just Southwest of Cobble Hill True, I am the son of an Angel Maternally, not one woman compares Nettie, no need to cry Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes If you fall, I will catch you When you're lost, I'll be there soon Far away, but of course near When you're sad, I'm always here Thank you for saving me from myself Your compassion became it's own hell Unequivocably beautiful inside and out Without a doubt Nettie, no need to cry Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes