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letting the telephone ringi am letting the telephone ring cause i don't want to know why i don't want to hear you explain i don't want to hear you cry i have written so much about you so much i though i knew words like water used to flow now what can i possibly have to say she is someone i don't even know and all the things that you've given to me i see now were simply reparations they were gifts of your guilt they were my preparation i know i should be mature keep my feet on the floor but for some reason i just don't want them anymore i know this shouldn't be important compared to you and i but i can still hear my questions and i can still hear you lie now vicariously i have her in me i want to peel off my skin let the water wash in you always said that i was hiding that i was hiding from you but you are capable of things that i could not do remember how you pretended pretended to touch me i remember how i couldn't bring myself to believe i remember wondering what was wrong what was wrong- how could i be so naive © 1992 ani difranco / righteous babe music |
