All I Really Want You Oughta Know Perfect Hand In My Pocket Right Through You Forgiven You Learn Head Over Feet Mary Jane Ironic Not The Doctor Wake Up Your House
All I Really Want Do I stress you out My sweater is on backwards and inside out And you say how appropriate I don't want to dissect everything today I don't mean to pick you apart you see But I can't help it There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off Slap me with a splintered ruler And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already If only I could hunt the hunter CHORUS: And all I really want is some patience A way to calm the angry voice And all I really want is deliverance Do I wear you out You must wonder why I'm relentless and all strung out I'm consumed by the chill of solitary I'm like Estella I like to reel it in and then spit it out I'm frustrated by your apathy And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land If only I could meet the Maker And I am fascinated by the spiritual man I am humbled by his humble nature CHORUS: What I wouldn't give to find a soulmate Someone else to catch this drift And what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred Enough about me, let's talk about you for a minute Enough about you, let's talk about life for a while The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretenses Falling all around...all around Why are you so petrified of silence Here can you handle this? Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines Or when you think you're gonna die Or did you long for the next distraction And all I need now is intellectual intercourse A soul to dig the hole much deeper And I have no concept of time other than it is flying If only I could kill the killer CHORUS: All I really want is some peace man A place to find a common ground And all I really want is a wavelength All I really want is some comfort A way to get my hands untied And all I really want is some justice...
You Oughta Know I want you to know that I'm happy for you I wish nothing but the best for you both An older version of me Is she perverted like me Would she go down on your in a theatre Does she speak eloquently And would she have your baby I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother 'Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no And every time you speak her name Does she know how you told me you'd hold me Until you died, 'til you died But you're still alive CHORUS: And I'm here to remind you Of the mess you left when you went away It's not fair to deny me Of the cross I bear that you gave to me You, you, you oughta know You seem very well, things look peaceful I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity I hate to but you in the middle of dinner It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced Are you thinking of me when you fuck her 'Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no And every time you speak her name Does she know how you told me you'd hold me Until you died, 'til you died But you're sill alive CHORUS 'Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me And I'm not gonna fade As soon as you close your eyes and you know it And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back I hope you feel it...well can you feel it CHORUS
Perfect Sometimes is never quite enough If you're flawless, then you'll win my love Don't forget to win first place Don't forget to keep that smile on your face Be a good boy Try a little harder You've got to measure up And make me prouder How long before you screw it up How many times do I have to tell you to hurry up With everthing I do for you The least you can do is keep quiet Be a good girl You've gotta try a little harder That simply wasn't good enough To make us proud I'll live through you I'll make you what I never was If you're the best, then maybe so am I Compared to him compared to her I'm doing this for youre own damn good You'll make up for what I blew What's the problem...why are you crying Be a good boy Push a little farther now That wasn't fast enough To make us happy We'll love you just the way you are if you're perfect
Hand In My Pocket I'm broke but I'm happy I'm poor but I'm kind I'm shore but I'm healthy, yeah I'm high but I'm grounded I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby What it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine I've got one hand in my pocked And the other one is giving a high five I feel drunk but I'm sober I'm young and I'm underpaid I'm tired but I'm working, yeah I care but I'm restless I'm here but I'm really gone I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby What it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be quite alright I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is flicking a cigarette What it all comes down to Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is giving the peace sign I'm free but I'm focused I'm green but I'm wise I'm hard but I'm friendly baby I'm sad but I'm laughing I'm brave but I'm chicken shit I'm sick but I'm pretty baby What it all boils down to Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is playing the piano What it all comes down to my friends Is that everything's just fine fine fine I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is hailing a taxi cab...
Right Through You Wait a minute man You misipronounced my name You didn't wait for all the information Before you turned me away Wait a minute sir You kind of hurt my feelings You see me as a sweet back-loaded puppet And you've got a meal ticket taste CHORUS: I see right through you I know right through you I feel right through you I walk right through you You took me for a joke You took me for a child You took a long hard look at my ass And then played golf for a while Your shake is like a fish You pat me on the head You took me out to wine dine 69 me But didn't hear a damn word I said CHORUS Hello Mr. Man You didn't think I'd come back You didn't think I'd show up with my army And this ammunition on my back Now that I'm Miss Thing Now that I'm a zillionaire You scan the credits for your name And wonder why it's not there CHORUS
Forgiven You know how us Catholic girls can be We make up for so much time a little too late I never forgot it, confusing as it was No fun with no guilt feelings The sinners, the saviors, the loverless priests I'll see you next Sunday CHORUS: We all had our reasons to be there We all had a thing or two to learn We all needed something to cling to So we did I sang Alleluia in the choir I confessed my darkest deeds to an envious man My brothers they never went blind for what they did But I may as well have In the name of the Father, the Skeptic and the Son I had one more stupid question CHORUS What I learned I rejected but I believe again I will suffer the consequence of this inquisition If I jump in this fountain, will I be forgiven CHORUS We all had delusions in our head We all had our minds made up for us We had to believe in something So we did
You Learn I recommend getting your heart trampled on to anyone I recommend walking around naked in your living room Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill) It feels so good (swimming in your stomach) Wait until the dust settles CHORUS You live you learn You love you learn You cry you learn You lose you learn You bleed you learn You scream you learn I recommend biting off more than you can chew to anyone I certainly do I recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at any time Feel free Throw it down (the caution blocks you from the wind) Hold it up (to the rays) You wait and see when the smoke clears CHORUS Wear it out (the way a three-year-old would do) Melt it down (you're gonna have to eventually anyway) The fire trucks are coming up around the bend CHORUS You grieve you learn You choke you learn You laugh you learn You choose you learn You pray you learn You ask you learn You live you learn
Head Over Feet I had no choice but to hear you You stated your case time and again I thought about it You treat me like I'm a princess I'm not used to liking that You ask how my day was CHORUS: You've already won me over in spite of me Don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are I couldn't help it It's all your fault Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole You're so much braver than I gave you credit for That's not lip service CHORUS You are the bearer of unconditional things You held your breath and the door for me Thanks for your patience You're the best listener that I've ever met You're my best friend Best friend with benefits What took me so long I've never felt this healthy before I've never wanted something rational I am aware now I am aware now CHORUS
Mary Jane What's the matter Mary Jane, you had a hard day As you place the don't disturb sign on the door You lost your place in line again, what a pity You never seem to want to dance anymore It's a long way down On this roller coaster The last chance streetcar Went off the track And you're on it I hear you're counting sheep again Mary Jane What's the point of tryin' to dream anymore I hear you're losing weight again Mary Jane Do you ever wonder who you're losing it for Well it's full speed baby In the wrong direction There's a few more bruises If that's the way You insist on heading Please be honest Mary Jane Are you happy Please don't censor your tears You're the sweet crusader And you're on your way You're the last great innocent And that's why I love you So take this moment Mary Jane and be selfish Worry not about the cars that go by All that matters Mary Jane I your freedom Keep warm my dear, keep dry Tell me Tell me What's the matter Mary Jane
Ironic An old man turned ninety-eight He won the lottery and died the next day It's a black fly in your Chardonnay It's a death row pardon two minutes too late Isn't it ironic... don't you think CHORUS: It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take Who would've thought... it figures Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye He waited his whole damn life to take that flight And as the plane crashed down he thought "Well isn't this nice..." And isn't it ironic... don't you think CHORUS Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you When you think everything's okay and everything's going right And life has a funny way of helping you out when You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up In your face A traffic jam when you're already late A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife It's meeting the man of my dreams And then meeting his beautiful wife And isn't it ironic... don't you think A little too ironic... and yeah I really do think... CHORUS Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out Helping you out
Not The Doctor I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey Hidden in the bottom drawer I don't want to be a bandage if the wound is not mine Lend me some fresh air I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you I don't want to be your babysitter You're a very big boy now I don't want to be your mother I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months Show me the back door CHORUS: Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6 Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor I don't want to be the sweeper of the eggshells that you walk upon I don't want to be your other half I believe that 1 and 1 make 2 I don't want to be your food or the light from the fridge on your face at midnight Hey what are you hungry for I don't want to be the glue that holds your pieces together I don't want to be your idol See this pedestal is high and I'm afraid of heights I don't want to be lived through A vicarious occasion Please open the window CHORUS I don't want to live on someday when my motto is last week I don't want to be responsible for your fractured hear and its wounded beat I don't want to be a substitute for the smoke you've been inhaling What do you thank me What do you thank me for CHORUS
Wake Up You like snow but only if it's warm You like rain but only if it's dry No sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor No fundamental excuse for the granted I'm taken for 'Cause it's easy not to So much easier not to And what goes around never comes around to you You like pain but only if it doesn't hurt too much You sit... and you wait... to receive There's an obvious attraction To the path of least resistance in your life There's an obvious aversion no amount of my insistence could make you try tonight 'Cause it's easy not to So much easier not to And what goes around never comes around to you To you to you to you to you to you... There's no love no money no thrill anymore There's an apprehensive naked little trembling boy With his head in his hands There's an underestimated and impatient little girl Raising her hand But it's easy not to So much easier not to And what goes around never comes around to you To you, to you get up get up get up off of it get up get up get up off of it get out get outta here enough already get up get up get up off of it wake up
Your House I went to your house Walked up the stairs Opened your door without ringing the bell Walked down the hall Into your room where I could smell you And I shouldn't be here Without permission Shouldn't be here... CHORUS: Would you forgive me love if I dance in your shower? Would you forgive me love if I laid in your bed? Would you forgive me love if I stay all afternoon? I took off my clothes Put on your robe Went through your drawers And I found your cologne Went down do the den Found your CDís And I played your Joni And I shouldn't stay long You might be home soon Shouldn't stay long... CHORUS I burned your incense I ran a bath I noticed a letter that sat on your desk It said: "Hello love. I love you so, love. Meet me at midnight." And no, it wasn't my writing I'd better go soon It wasn't my writing So forgive me love if I cry in your shower So forgive me love for the salt in your bed So forgive me love if I cry all afternoon