Get A Grip
What can u do to hurt me?
Honey I understand your fear
but . . . really . . .
what can you do to hurt me?
Baby don’t you know who I am?
I’m the one life has beat the crap out of
I’m the one who’s ALWAYS lost her man
I’m the one left high & dry
I’m the one crying in the middle of the night
I’m the one broke, busted & disgusted
but I’m the one who will rise again
baby don't you know who I am?
what can u do to hurt me?
beat me - hit me - abuse me
hell that's what hospitals are for
been there . . . done that
what more?
what? . . . make me yours
then cheat on me
leave me for a young pretty girl
uh . . . last I checked
you're not the last man in the world
repeatedly . . .
this wanderlust comes pouring from your lips
well get your buns going
start moving those sexy hips
bye!
what . . . ? expecting me to cry?
you'll be back
one day
I'm sure . . .
why . . . because you love me
& I love you enough to set you free
why does the caged bird sing
he wants someone to open the door
he wants to choose . . . for himself
I won't stop you
I can't stop you
I don't want to stop you
go - run - bye!!!
baby u don't know who I am!
what can u do to hurt me?
what is it you cook up in your fevered brain
that has you up at night - driving you insane
the past haunts you & I want you to be clear
when it comes to me on this have no fear
baby u don't know who I am?
look . . . if you want to scare me . . . love me
sad - but true - I don't understand
a long standing desire
an eternal fire
a hunger
a need
a thirst to quench
if you want to scare me
love me
but
what can u do to hurt me?
if you leave me
reject me
cheat on me
have sex with me
not have sex with me
throw my past in my face
& tell the world
WHAT?
should i curl up & die?
bring it on
do your worse
don't u know who I am?
i would not still be here
if I was easy to take down
so what you got?
come on . . . let's go!
you can't protect me from you
cause you don't know what you do
that has caused the others to flee
so long as you're honest with me
I don't understand or see
how you can ever hurt me
but fears . . . are sometimes . . . irrational
sweetness . . . I'm not picking on you
I'm trying to get you to understand
I know who I am
& what hurts me
you loving me hurts me
so as far as I'm concerned
we're good
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