"I can hear you making small holes in the silence rain. If I were deaf, the pores of my skin would open to you and shut and I should know you by the lick of you if I were blind."
Saturday, August 9, 2008
♫Bitch
I hate the world today, you're so good to me
I know but I can't change, tried to tell you
But you look at me like maybe I'm an angel
Underneath innocent and sweet, yesterday I cried
Must have been relieved to see the softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you I'm a little bit of everything
All rolled into one
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover, I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint, I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream, I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
So take me as I am this may mean
You'll have to be a stronger man rest assured that
When I start to make you nervous and I'm going to extremes
Tomorrow I will change and today won't mean a thing
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover, I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint, I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream, I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
I'm a bitch, I'm a tease, I'm a goddess on my knees
When you hurt, when you suffer I'm an angel undercover
I've been numb, I'm revived can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way
♫ Meredith Brooks
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