Feast on Scraps
My misery has enjoyed company Fear of bliss and fear of joyitude This talk of liberation makes me want to go lie down Fear of bliss and fear of joyitude I tried to be small |
I had disengaged to avoid being totaled Unprodigial daughter and I'm heading for the west I hit the ground running, although I know not what toward Unprodigial daughter and I'm heading for the west One day I'll saddle back and speak of foreign adventures When I'd speak of artistry you would roll your eyes skyward Unprodigial daughter and I'm heading for the west |
You're unsure and you're not ready so that must mean I want you I have waited for you and adjusted for you and I'm done You're too young or you're too old or you're simply not inclined I have bent for you and I've deprived for you and I'm done It won't be long before I am reclaimed I have waited for you and adjusted for you and I'm done |
You've been my golden best friend I thought we'd be simple together You've been my soul mate and mentor I thought we'd be sexy together If I had a bill for all the philosophies I shared I thought we'd be genius together Thought we'd be exploring together |
For hearing all my doubts so selectively and To whom do I owe the biggest apology? For letting you decide if I indeed was desirable and To whom do I owe the biggest apology? I'm sorry to myself For blaming myself for your unhappiness To whom do I owe the first apology? And I'm sorry to myself Well, I wonder which crime is the biggest? For ignoring you: my highest voices To whom do I owe the biggest apology? And I'm sorry to myself |
Entertain me for the tenth hour in a row again And keep me in this state Start every week with a break-neck urgent design Don't disturb me in this state I've held you up like a deity Please keep me in this state |
You and me we're cut from the same cloth Sister blister we fight to please the brothers You and me estranged from the mother Sister blister we fight to please the brothers We may not have priorities same You and me have made it harder for the other Sister blister we fight to please the brothers Sister blister we fight to please the brothers |
Hands Clean (Acoustic) If it weren't for your maturity none of this would have happened and Ooh this could be messy We'll fast forward to a few years later You're essentially an employee Ooh this could be messy We'll fast forward to a few years later and What part of our history's reinvented and under rug swept? Just make sure you don't tell on me Ooh this could be messy We'll fast forward to a few years later |
Who, who am I to be blue Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable And why, why do I feel so ungrateful Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable And how, how dare I rest on my laurels Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable Who, who am I to be woo |