The Song In Our Heads
Alanis Morissette ; Madness
I've been most unwilling to see this turmoil of mine
The thought of sitting with this has me paralyzed
With this prolong exposure to mirror and averted eyes
I've feigned that I've been waiting: such mileage for empathizing
And now I see the maddness in me is brought
out in the presence of you
And now I know the madness lives on,
when you're not in the room
And though I'd love to blame you for all,
I'd miss these moments of opportune
You've simply brought this madness to light
and I should thank you
Oh thank you, much thanks for this bird's eye view
Oh thank you for your most generous triggers
It's been all too easy to cross my arms and roll my eyes
The thought of dropping all arms leaves me terrified
