All I Really Want
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 relentless and all strung out
I’m
consumed by the chill of solitary
I’m
like Estella
I
like to reel it in and 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’m fascinated by the spiritual man
I
am humbled by his humble nature
What
I wouldn’t give to find a soul mate
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 or long for the next distraction
And
all I need now is intellectual intercourse
A
soul to dig the hole much deeper
And
I have no concept of time other an 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
Baba
I’ve seen them kneel with faded breath for the ritual
I’ve
watched this experience with pseudo higher levels
I’ve
watched them leave their family in pursuit of their nirvana
I’ve
seen them coming to line up from Switzerland and 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 ’till you’ve completely absolved me?
I’ve
seen them give their drugs in places of natured alters
I’ve
heard them chanting kali, kali, frantically
I’ve
heard them rudely repeat you teachers with idiotism
I’ve
seen them boasting the roads, and foreign dangle woods, beat
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 ’till you’ve completely absolved me?
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 ritcheouness mixed with their own loving confessions
I’ve
watched you smile at the people who bowed to kiss your feet
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 ’till you’ve completely absolved me?
Give
me strength all knowing one
How
long ’till enlightenment?
How much longer ’till you’ve completely absolved me?
Forgiven
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 loveless 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
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 delusions in our head
We
all had our minds made up for us
We
had to believe in something
So
we did
Hand in My Pocket
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
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
I’ve
got one hand in my pocket
And
the other is flicking a cigarette
What
is all comes down to
Is
that I haven’t got it all figured out just yet
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 chicken shit
I’m
sick but I’m pretty baby
What
it all boils down to
Is
that no one’s really got it figured out just yet
I’ve
got one hand in my pocket
And
the other one is playing the piano
What
it all comes down to my friends
Is
that everything’s just fine fine fine
I’ve
got one hand in my pocket
And
the other one is hailing a taxi cab...
Hands Clean
If it weren’t for your maturity none of this would have happened
If
you weren’t so wise beyond your years I would’ve been able to control myself
If
it weren’t for my attention you wouldn’t have been successful and
If
it weren’t for me you would never have amounted to very much
Ooh
this could be messy
But
you don’t seem to mind
Ooh
don’t go telling everybody
And
overlook this supposed crime
We’ll
fast forward to a few years later
And
no one knows except the both of us
And
I have honored your request for silence
And
you’ve washed your hands clean of this
You’re
essentially an employee and I like you having to depend on me
You’re
kind of my prot¨¦g¨¦ and one day you’ll say you learned all you know from
me
I
know you depend on me like a young thing would to a guardian
I
know you sexualize me like a young thing would and I think I like it
Ooh
this could get messy
But
you don’t seem to mind
Ooh
don’t go telling everybody
And
overlook this supposed crime
We’ll
fast forward to a few years later
And
no one knows except the both of us
And
I have honored your request for silence
And
you’ve washed your hands clean of this
What
part of our history’s reinvented and under rug swept?
What
part of your memory is selective and tends to forget?
What
with this distance it seems so obvious?
Just
make sure you don’t tell on me especially to members of your family
We
best keep this to ourselves and not tell any members of our inner posse
I
wish I could tell the world cuz you’re such a pretty thing when you’re done
up properly
I
might want to marry you one day if you watch that weight and keep your firm body
Ooh
this could be messy and
Ooh
I don’t seem to mind
Ooh
don’t go telling everybody
And
overlook this supposed crime
Head
Over Feet
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
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 think and it swallowed me whole
You’re
so much braver than I gave you credit for
That’s
not lip service
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
Ironic
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
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?
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...
Life
has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life
has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping
you out
Perfect
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
Right Through You
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 a 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
You
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
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
Thank U
How
about getting off of these antibiotics
How
about stopping eating when I’m filled up
How
about them transparent dangling carrots
How
about 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
about me not blaming you for everything
How
about me enjoying the moment for once
How
about how good it feels to finally forgive you
How
about 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
about no longer being masochistic
How
about remembering your divinity
How
about unabashedly bawling your eyes out
How
about 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
That I Would Be Good
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 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 Learn
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 than you can chew to anyone
I
certainly do
I
recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at anytime
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
Wear
it out (like 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
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
You Oughta Know
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 theater
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, ’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
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 but 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 sill alive
’cause
the joke that you laid in 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