There's a little birdy that I know well
He's been whispering in my ear
He tells me I've been living in a cast iron cell
I guess he knows just what I want to hear
So I'll pretend that I know you well
If you pretend that you're good for me
Sometimes this seesaw it'll sway real high
But it'll balance out eventually
Now her mother's by the TV hands on her telephone quivering with fear
Acceptance didn't come so easily when her daughter found a way to disappear.
But if you could teach me the difference between blood and water I'd be so lucky and I could be so free
Lovers come and lovers go
Fuck you fast and hurt you slow
You're born you're blind and then you die
But it's nice to think you're in control
At the end of our paper cup
You told me I am not your heart or soul
You smoked the grow room where my seeds were sewn
And now the bulbs have died the room's grown cold
Her father spent his life savings on a pacemaker machine
And then just before he died he said this life is still a mystery to me
But if you could teach me the difference between blood and water I'd be so lucky and i could be so free