I am letting the telephone ring cause I don't wanna 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 thought I knew words like water used to flow now what could I possibly have to say? she is someone I don't even know and all the things that you've givin to me I see now were simply reperations they were gifts of your guilt they were my preperation 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 shouldent be important compared to you and I but I can still hear my questions Iand I can still hear you 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 taht I was hiding from you but you are capable of thing I could not do I remember how you pretended houw you pretended to touch me I remember how I couldn't bring myself to belive I remember wonder, what was wrong what was wrong how could I be so naive how could I be so naive? |
Ramona's Brain Candy 6/12/01 |