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
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