done wrong
written by ani difranco
ani difranco, [dilate] (1996) 수록
the wind is ruthless.
the trees shake angry fingers at the sky.
the people hunch their shoulders,
hold their collars over their ears and run by.
it's a cold rain.
it's a hard rain like the kind you find in songs.
i guess that makes me the jerk with the heartache he to sing to you about how i been done wrong.
i am sitting, watching out the window of the coffee shop.
and i'm waiting, waiting, waiting for it to let up.
i am rocking like a cradle, warming my hands with the cup in between.
i am leaning over the table holding my face over the steam.
and before it gets so cold that the rain turns to snow,
there's a couple of things i'd like to know.
like how could you do nothing and say,
"i'm doing my best."
how could you take almost everything and then come back for the rest?
how could you beg me to stay,
reach out your hands and plead and then pack up your eyes
and run away as soon as i'd agreed?
it just all slips away so slowly.
you don't even notice it till you've lost a lot.
i've been like one of those zombies in vegas, pouring quarters into a slot.
and now i'm tired and now i'm broke.
and i feel stupid and i feel used.
and i'm at the end of my little rope.
and i am swinging back and forth about you.
before it gets so cold that the rain turns to snow,
there's a couple of things i'd like to know.
like how could you do nothing and say,
"i'm doing my best."
how could you take almost everything and then come back for the rest?
how could you beg me to stay,
reach out your hands and plead and then pack up your eyes
and run away as soon as i'd agreed?
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