Puddle Dive lyrics

I know so many white people
I mean, where do I start?
The trouble with white people
Is you can't tell them apart
I'm so bad with names and dates and times
But I'm big on faces
That is, except for mine

I believe you when you tell me
We've met before
This time you've got my interest
This time you've got the floor
Why don't you go and tell me something
I don't already know

I will lean into you
And you can be the wind
I will open up my mouth
And you can come rushing in
You can rush in so hard
And make it so I can't breathe
I breathe too much anyway
I can do that anyday

I just wish I knew who you were
I wish you'd make yourself known
Probably you don't know I'm her
The woman you want to call home
I'll keep my ear to the wall

You gotta have the right tools
For every job
So I invite myself in
Through a hole in the fence
I am tripping through the junkyard
Scanning over the piles
The thin cats raise their skin in defense
I know he's watching me
I can see him through the cracks
His eyes are small and shy on my back
He says his name is Jason
He lives in the last trailer on the right
And he'll be seven

The windows of my soul
Are made of one way glass
Don't bother looking into my eyes
If there's something you want to know,
Just ask
I got a dead bolt stroll
Where I'm going is clear
I won't wait for you to wonder
I'll just tell you why I'm here

'Cause I know the biggest crime
Is just to throw up your hands
Say
This has nothing to do with me

I saw on the poster
My name was printed
Just a little bit smaller
I can tell you need to stand
Just a little bit taller
No one ever talks about it
But no one can disguise
The cloud of competition
That's hanging behind their eyes
There's more bad blood
In this bar than there is beer
And it's subtle but it still sucks
And I want out of here

We got egos like hairdos

My lipstick
Jumped ship
To a styrofoam cup
With the coffee gone
The conversation strong
All I got left to give
Baby, is up
But sentiments like shadows grow
Oh so long

Guess I gotta go
Don't get up
Don't cry
It's really very simple
Just kiss my cheek and say goodbye
I never really go anywhere anyway
I just pass through from time to time

Bye bye baby
Baby bye bye

Sitting in the boardroom
The I'm-so-bored room
Listening to the suits
Talk about their world
They can make straight lines
Out of almost anything
Except for the line of my upper lip when it curls
Dressed in my best greasy skin and squinty eyes
I'm the only part of summer here
That made it inside
In the air-conditioned building
Decorated with coporate flair
I wonder

I'm not hurting anyone
I'm just telling my truth
And if there
If there is something wrong
Then maybe
There's something wrong with you
What's the big deal
Get over it
Relax
Just 'cause I do up in your face
What other people do behind your back
Why we all gotta look
Gotta act the same
I say
If you're born a lion
Don't bother trying to act tame
Everything I do

When I was four years old
They tried to test my I.Q.
They showed me a picture of 3 oranges and a pear
They said, which one is different?
It does not belong
They taught me different is wrong
But when I was 13 years old
I woke up one morning
Thighs covered in blood
Like a war
Like a warning
That I live in a breakable takeable body
An ever-increasingly valuable body

I'm still here because
I've got nothing else to do
You're an asshole
But I'm getting used to you
I like the fact that
You talk incessantly
I got a thing for assholes
Who tell good stories

I think that drinking
Is the only thing that you do right
You're gonna self-destruct
I think that's what I like
You like me so you try and make me
Feel like shit
I think it's kind of funny yeah

How come I can pick my ears
But not my nose
Who made up that rule anyway
How can you say that's the way it is
That's just the way it goes
Why don't you decide for yourself
What you can do
And what you can say

How come I can pick my friends
But not my enemies
What is it about me that offends
What is it about me
'Cause you know I'm only five foot two
And I'm giggly wiggly

State trooper thinks I drive too fast
Pulled me over to tell me so
I say out here on the prarie
Any speed is too slow
I miss brooklyn I miss my crew
Let's start over
I missed my cue
Guess I just forgot
Who I was talking to

I should have recognized
That fierce look in his eyes
I've seen it in the mirror
So many times
He's going to put his two cents in
'Cause he's got a gun