K*ll Your A**
Its not me anymore
I really tried Ive tried
Attempted suicide
Fucking convulsing and
Constantly denied
Subcountaing me somewhere
Inside
Scratching the walls of my glass coffin
Scraping raping
My nails on the glass on the bottom
Is there an end where does this end
If i was you id fucking hate me too
Not About Ani Difranco
I went to the post office
And I waited in line and I waited in line
And I waited in line and my letters got stamped
And I paid in quarters and I got back 4 pennies and a nickel
And I did not think about you at all, at all
I did not think about you at all
And at the supermarket
I bought lots of grapefruit
Although I hate grapefruit, I bought tons of grapefruit
And the woman at the register
Now that I think back
Had the same color hair and the same kind of smile
But I swear all the while
The I did not think about you at all, at all
I did not think about you at all
How could I
When the world is starving
And everyone's carving everything to bits?
How could I
When between my job and this band and my bed
Nothing else fits?
So I went home
And except for listening to your records
And reading that book you gave me
And going through your records
And sleeping on the wrong side of the bed
And dreaming you were still here
And waking up sweating
And crying in the shower
And reading your letters again
Except for then
And I did not think about you at all, at all
And I did not think about you at all, at all
And I did not think about you at all, at all
I did not think about you at all