Paula Cole - Throwing Stones
So call me a bitch in heat and I'll call you a liar And we'll throw stones until we're dead There you go again you cut me off from talking You bask in the glory The center of the circle All the friends think you are a comedian So kind and generous but i am suffering Away from here I wanna be Away from here Away from here Away from every little thing Every little thing I used to love your every little, every little thing Now you call me a bitch in heat and I call you a liar And we'll throw stones until we're dead You're the puppeteer and i'm the puppet You manipulate me with your real catholic shit Everytime i try to talk it through You turn it around and make us out to be like David and Goliath Away from here I wanna be Away from here Away from here Away from every little thing Every little thing I used to love your every little every little thing Now you call me a bitch in heat and I'll call you a liar And we'll throw stones until we're dead Your arms beneath meYour lying inside me I used to love your every little every little thingYour eyes blue stars Your hand in my purse And now I hate your every little everything all day Oh momma I didn't know life was this hardOh momma My innocence has been tarredMy inner vision, dulled and darkened I keep myself away to you I fuck my sorrow humblely And throw my crown upon the ground
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