Do I stress you out My sweater is on backwards and inside out And you say how appropriate I don't want to dissect everything today I don't mean to pick you apart you see But I can't help it There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off Slap me with a splintered ruler And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already If only I could hunt the hunter
And all I really want is some patience A way to calm the angry voice And all I really want is deliverance Do I wear you out You must wonder why I'm so relentless and all strung out I'm consumed by the chill of solitary I'm like Estella I like to reel it in and then spit it out I'm frustrated by your apathy And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land If only I could meet the Maker
And I am fascinated by the spiritual man I am humbled by his humble nature What I wouldn't give to find a soulmate Someone else to catch this drift And what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred Enough about me, let's talk about you for a minute Enough about you, let's talk about life for a while The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretenses Falling all around...all around Why are you so petrified of silence Here can you handle this?
Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines Or when you think you're gonna die Or did you long for the next distraction And all I need know is intellectual intercourse A soul to dig the hole much deeper And I have no concept of time other than it is flying If only I could kill the killer
All I really want is some peace man a place to find a common ground And all I really want is a wavelength All I really want is some comfort A way to get my hands untied And all I really want is some justice...
I want you to know, that I'm happy for you I wish nothing but the best for you both An older version of me Is she perverted like me Would she go down on you in a theatre Does she speak eloquently And would she have your baby I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother
'cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able To make it enough for you to be open wide, no And every time you speak her name Does she know how you told me you'd hold me Until you died, till you died But you're still alive
And I'm here to remind you Of the mess you left when you went away It's not fair to deny me Of the cross I bear that you gave to me You, you, you oughta know
You seem very well, things look peaceful I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced Are you thinking of me when you fuck her?
'cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able To make it enough for you to be open wide, no And every time you speak her name Does she know how you told me you'd hold me Until you died, til you died But you're still alive
And I'm here to remind you Of the mess you left when you went away It's not fair to deny me Of the cross I bear that you gave to me You, you, you oughta know
'cause the joke that you laid on the bed that was me And I'm not gonna fade As soon as you close your eyes and you know it And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back I hope you feel it...well can you feel it
Well, I'm here to remind you Of the mess you left when you went away It's not fair to deny me Of the cross I bear that you gave to me You, you, you oughta know
Sometimes is never quite enough If you're flawless, then you'll win my love Don't forget to win first place Don't forget to keep that smile on your face
Be a good boy Try a little harder You've got to measure up And make me prouder
How long before you screw it up How many times do I have to tell you to hurry up With everything I do for you The least you can do is keep quiet
Be a good girl You've gotta try a little harder That simply wasn't good enough To make us proud
I'll live through you I'll make you what I never was If you're the best, then maybe so am I Compared to him compared to her I'm doing this for your own damn good You'll make up for what I blew What's the problem...why are you crying
Be a good boy Push a little farther now That wasn't fast enough To make us happy We'll love you just the way you are If you're perfect
I'm broke but I'm happy I'm poor but I'm kind I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah I'm high but I'm grounded I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby What it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine 'cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is giving a high five I feel drunk but I'm sober I'm young and I'm underpaid I'm tired but I'm working, yeah I care but I'm restless I'm here but I'm really gone I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby
What it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be quite alright 'cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is flicking a cigarette And what it all comes down to Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet 'cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is giving the peace sign I'm free but I'm focused I'm green but I'm wise I'm hard but I'm friendly baby I'm sad but I'm laughing I'm brave but I'm chickenshit I'm sick but I'm pretty baby
And what it all boils down to Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet 'cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is playing the piano And what it all comes down to my friends Is that everything's just fine fine fine 'cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is hailing a taxi cab
Wait a minute man You mispronounced my name You didn't wait for all the information Before you turned me away Wait a minute sir You kind of hurt my feelings You see me as a sweet back-loaded puppet And you've got meal ticket taste
I see right through you I know right through you I feel right through you I walk right through you
You took me for a joke You took me for a child You took a long hard look at my ass And then played golf for a while Your shake is like a fish You pat me on the head You took me out to wine dine 69 me But didn't hear a damn word I said
I see right through you I know right through you I feel right through you I walk right through you
Hello Mr. Man You didn't think I'd come back You didn't think I'd show up with my army And this ammunition on my back Now that I'm Miss Thing Now that I'm a zillionaire You scan the credits for your name And wonder why it's not there
I see right through you I know right through you I feel right through you I walk right through you
You know how us Catholic girls can be We make up for so much time a little too late I never forgot it, confusing as it was No fun with no guilt feelings The sinners, the saviors, the loverless priests I'll see you next Sunday
We all had our reasons to be there We all had a thing or two to learn We all needed something to cling to So we did
I sang Alleluia in the choir I confessed my darkest deeds to an envious man My brothers they never went blind for what they did But I may as well have In the name of the Father, the Skeptic and the Son I had one more stupid question
We all had our reasons to be there We all had a thing or two to learn We all needed something to cling to So we did
What I learned I rejected but I believe again I will suffer the consequence of this inquisition If I jump in this fountain, will I be forgiven We all had our reasons to be there We all had a thing or two to learn We all needed something to cling to So we did
We all had delusions in our head We all had our minds made up for us We had to believe in something So we did
I recommend getting your heart trampled on to anyone I recommend walking around naked in your living room Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill) It feels so good (swimming in your stomach) Wait until the dust settles
You live you learn You love you learn You cry you learn You lose you learn You bleed you learn You scream you learn
I recommend biting off more then you can chew to anyone I certainly do I recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at any time Feel free Throw it down (the caution blocks you from the wind) Hold it up (to the rays) You wait and see when the smoke clears
You live you learn You love you learn You cry you learn You lose you learn You bleed you learn You scream you learn
Wear it out (the way a three-year-old would do) Melt it down (you're gonna have to eventually anyway) The fire trucks are coming up around the bend
You live you learn You love you learn You cry you learn You lose you learn You bleed you learn You scream you learn
You grieve you learn You choke you learn You laugh you learn You choose you learn You pray you learn You ask you learn You live you learn
I had no choice but to hear you You stated your case time and again I thought about it
You treat me like I'm a princess I'm not used to liking that You ask how my day was
You've already won me over in spite of me And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are I couldn't help it It's all your fault
Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole You're so much braver than I gave you credit for That's not lip service
You've already won me over in spite of me And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are I couldn't help it It's all your fault
You are the bearer of unconditional things You held your breath and the door for me Thanks for your patience
You're the best listener that I've ever met You're my best friend Best friend with benefits What took me so long
I've never felt this healthy before I've never wanted something rational I am aware now I am aware now
You've already won me over in spite of me And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are I couldn't help it It's all your fault
What's the matter Mary Jane, you had a hard day As you place the don't disturb sign on the door You lost your place in line again, what a pity You never seem to want to dance anymore
It's a long way down On this roller coaster The last chance streetcar Went off the track And you're on it
I hear you're counting sheep again Mary Jane What's the point of trying to dream anymore I hear you're losing weight again Mary Jane Do you ever wonder who you're losing it for
Well it's full speed baby In the wrong direction There's a few more bruises If that's the way You insist on heading
Please be honest Mary Jane Are you happy Please don't censor your tears
You're the sweet crusader And you're on your way You're the last great innocent And that's why I love you
So take this moment Mary Jane and be selfish Worry not about the cars that go by All that matters Mary Jane is your freedom Keep warm my dear, keep dry
An old man turned ninety-eight He won the lottery and died the next day It's a black fly in your Chardonnay It's a death row pardon two minutes too late And isn't it ironic... don't you think
It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take Who would've thought... it figures
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye He waited his whole damn life to take that flight And as the plane crashed down he thought "Well isn't this nice..." And isn't it ironic... don't you think
It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take Who would've thought... it figures
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you When you think everything's okay and everything's going right And life has a funny way of helping you out when You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up In your face
A traffic jam when you're already late A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife It's meeting the man of my dreams And then meeting his beautiful wife And isn't it ironic...don't you think A little too ironic...and, yeah, I really do think...
It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take Who would've thought... it figures
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out Helping you out
I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey Hidden in the bottom drawer I don't want to be a bandage if the wound is not mine Lend me some fresh air I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you I don't want to be your babysitter You're a very big boy now I don't want to be your mother I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months Show me the back door
Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6 Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor
I don't want to be the sweeper of the egg shells that you walk upon And I don't want to be your other half, I believe that 1 and 1 make 2 I don't want to be your food or the light from the fridge on your face At midnight, hey What are you hungry for I don't want to be the glue that holds your pieces together I don't want to be your idol See this pedestal is high and I'm afraid of heights I don't want to be lived through A vicarious occasion Please open the window
Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6 Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor
I don't want to live on someday when my motto is last week I don't want to be responsible for your fractured heart And it's wounded beat I don't want to be a substitute for the smoke you've been inhaling What do you thank me What do you thank me for
Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6 Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor
You like snow but only if it's warm You like rain but only if it's dry No sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor No fundamental excuse for the granted I'm taken for
'Cause it's easy not to So much easier not to And what goes around never comes around to you
You like pain but only if it doesn't hurt too much And you sit...and you wait...to receive There's an abvious attraction To the path of least resistance in your life There's an obvious aversion no amount of my insistance Could make you try tonight
'Cause it's easy not to So much easier not to And what goes around never comes around to you To you to you to you to you to you... There's no love no money no thrill anymore
There's an apprehensive naked little trembling boy With his head in his hands There's an underestimated and impatient little girl Raising her hand
But it's easy not to So much easier not to And what goes around never comes around to you To you, to you
get up get up get up off of it get up get up get up off of it get out get outta here enough already get up get up get up off of it wake up
I went to your house Walked up the stairs I opened your door without ringing the bell I walked down the hall Into your room Where I could smell you And I shouldn't be here, without permission I shouldn't be here
Would you forgive me love If I danced in your shower Would you forgive me love If I laid in your bed Would you forgive me love If I stay all afternoon
I took off my clothes Put on your robe I went through your drawers And found your cologne Went down to the den Found your CD's And I played your Joni And I shouldn't stay long, you might be home soon I shouldn't stay long
Would you forgive me love If I danced in your shower Would you forgive me love If I laid in your bed Would you forgive me love If I stay all afternoon
I burned your incense I ran a bath I noticed a letter that sat on your desk It said "Hello love, I love you so love, meet me at midnight" And no, it wasn't my writing I'd better go soon It wasn't my writing
So forgive me love If I cry in your shower So forgive me love For the salt in your bed So forgive me love If I cry all afternoon
do you go to the dungeon to find out how to make peace with your days in the dungeon writing a letter to you didn't make me feel any more peaceful then how I felt when we weren't speaking because I didn't cop to what I did. I can't love you because we're supposed to have professional boundaries. i'd like you to be schooled and in awe as though you were kissed by god full on the lips . i'm in the front row the front row with popcorn I get to see you see you close up i'm too tired to recount the unpleasantries one by one one minute I want to banish you the next I want to be on a deserted island with you along with my three favorite cd's ambivalent yet in your bed we've yet to acknowledge what really happened slid into the ditch I have this overwhelming loss of ambition we said let's name thirty good reasons why we shouldn't be together I started by saying things like "you smoke" "you live in new jersey (too far)" you started saying things like "you belong to the world" all of which could have been easily refuted but the conversation was hypothetical I am totally short of breath for you why can't you shut your stuff off..... i'm in the front row the front row with popcorn I get to see you see you close up and I laughed until my lungs hurt I love how you bust my chops you don't always feel seen sometimes you feel erasable unfortunately I cannot reciprocate in my current state I think we should be careful of how much time we spend together ........for a while i'm speaking you know how much you hate to be interrupted maybe spend some time alone to fill up your proverbial cup so that it doesn't always have to be about you i've been wanting your undivided attention I like the fact that you're nothing like me are you not burdened by the lack of perspective people have of your charmed life i'm in the front row the front row with popcorn I get to see you see you close up you never meant to be ungrateful nor held up to be whipped or wept for certainly not analysed prodded at more ways than one apparently you've been misrepresented dealing with the concept of arrows being slung towards your outrageous fortune hey i'm not mad at you guardian i'm mad at myself for spending so much time with you and your jeckyl and hydeness i'm glad i figuratively slapped you on the wrist you laughed a wicked laugh and said "come here let me clip your wings!"(i know he's blood but you can still turn him away you don't owe him anything) "raise the roof" he yelled "yeah raise the roof!" I yelled back. (unfortunately you needed a health scare to reprioritize.) no thanks to the soap box. having me rile against them won't make an ounce of difference...... i'm in the front row the front row with popcorn. I get to see you see you close up oh the things i've done for you many a sitch a friend a man's been left for you oh the books i've read for you the tongues i've bitten for you many a new city for you many a risk taken for you (not a single regret)
i've seen them kneel with baited breath for the ritual i've watched this experience raise them to pseudo higher levels i've watched them leave their families in pursuit of your nirvana i've seen them coming to line up from switzerland to america
how long will this take baba how long have we been sleeping do you see me hanging on to every word you say how soon will I be holy how much will this cost guru how much longer 'til you completely absolve me
i've seen them give their drugs up in place of makeshift altars i've heard them chanting kali kali frantically i've heard them rotely repeat your teachings with elitism i've seen them boasting robes and foreign sandalwood beads i've seen them overlooking god in their own essence i've seen their upward glances in hopes of instant salvation i've seen their righteousness mixed without loving compassion i've watched you smile as the students bow to kiss your feet
give me strength all knowing one how long 'til enlightenment how much longer 'til you completely absolve me
how bout getting off these antibiotics how bout stopping eating when I'm full up how bout them transparent dangling carrots how bout that ever elusive kudo
thank you india thank you terror thank you disillusionment thank you frailty thank you consequence thank you thank you silence
how bout me not blaming you for everything how bout me enjoying the moment for once how bout how good it feels to finally forgive you how bout grieving it all one at a time
thank you india thank you terror thank you disillusionment thank you frailty thank you consequence thank you thank you silence
the moment I let go of it was the moment I got more than I could handle the moment I jumped off of it was the moment I touched down
how bout no longer being masochistic how bout remembering your divinity how bout unabashedly bawling your eyes out how bout not equating death with stopping
thank you india thank you providence thank you disillusionment thank you nothingness thank you clarity thank you thank you silence
are you still mad I kicked you out of bed? are you still mad I gave you ultimatums? are you still mad I compared you to all my forty year old male friends? are you still mad I shared our problems with everybody?
are you still mad I had an emotional affair? are you still mad I tried to mold you into who I wanted you to be? are you still mad I didn't trust your intentions? of course you are of course you are
are you still mad that I flirted wildly? are you still mad I had a tendency to mother you? are you still mad that I had one foot out of the door? are you still mad that we slept together even after we had ended it? of course you are of course you are
are you still mad I wore the pants most of the time? are you still mad that I seemed to focus only on your potential? are you still mad that I threw in the towel? are you still mad that I gave up long before you did? of course you are of course you are
I was afraid you'd hit me if i'd spoken up I was afraid of your physical strength I was afraid you'd hit below the belt I was afraid of your sucker punch I was afraid of you reducing me I was afraid of your alocohol breath I was afraid of your complete disregard for me I was afraid of your temper I was afraid of handles being flown off of I was afraid of holes being punched into walls I was afraid of your testosterone
I have as much rage as you have I have as much pain as you do I've lived as much hell as you have and i've kept mine bubbling under for you
you were my best friend you were my lover you were my mentor you were my brother you were my partner you were my teacher you were my very own sympathetic character
I was afraid of verbal daggers I was afraid of the calm before the storm I was afraid for my own bones I was afraid of your seduction I was afraid of your coersion I was afraid of your rejection I was afraid of your intimidation I was afraid of your punishment I was afraid of your icy silences I was afraid of your volume I was afraid of your manipulation I was afraid of your explosions
I have as much rage as you have I have as much pain as you do I've lived as much hell as you have and i've kept mine bubbling under for you
[chorus] you were my keeper you were my anchor you were my family you were my saviour and therein lay the issue and therein lay the problem
that I would be good even if I did nothing that I would be good even if I got the thumbs down that I would be good if I got and stayed sick that I would be good even if I gained ten pounds
that I would be fine even if I went bankrupt that I would be good if I lost my hair and my youth that I would be great if I was no longer queen that I would be grand if I was not all knowing
that I would be loved even when I numb myself that I would be good even when I am overwhelmed that I would be loved even when I was fuming that I would be good even if I was clingy
that I would be good even if I lost sanity that I would be good whether with or without you
you hadn't seen your father in such a long time he died in the arms of his lover how dare he your mother never left the house she never married anyone else you took it upon yourself to console her
you reminded her so much of your father so you were banished and you wonder why you're so hypersensitive and why you can't trust anyone but us but then how can I begin to forgive her so many years under bridges with dirty water she was foolish and selfish and cowardly if you ask me
I don't know where to begin in all of my 50 odd years I have been silently suffering and adapting perpetuating and enduring who are you younger generation to tell me that I have unresolved problems not many examples of fruits of this type of excruciating labour
how can you just throw words around like grieve and heal and mourn I feel fine we may not have been born as awake as you were it was much harder in those days we had paper routes uphill both ways we went from school to a job to a wife to instant parenthood
I walked into his office I felt so self-conscious on the couch he was sitting down across from me he was writing down his hypothesis I don't know i've got a loving supportive wife who doesn't know how involved she should get you say his interjecting was him just calling me on my shit?
just the other day my sweet daughter I was driving past 203 I walked up the stairs in my mind's eye I remember how they would creak loudly she was only responsive with a drink he was only responsive by photo I was only trying to be the best big brother I could
i've walked sometimes confused sometimes ready to crack open wide sometimes indignant sometimes raw can you imagine I pay him 75 dollars an hour sometimes it feels like highway robbery and sometimes it's peanuts I wish it could last a couple more hours
so here we both are battling similar demons (not coincidentally) you see n getting beyond knowing it solely intellectually you're not relinquishing your majestry you are wise you are warm you are courageous you are big and I love you more now than I ever have in my whole life
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