Текст песни: Ani Difranco - Marrow



the answer came like a shot in the back while you

were running from your lesson, which might explain why years later all you

could remember was the terror of the question. plus, you weren`t listening

hard, you were stockpiling canned goods and making a bomb shelter of our

basement. and i can`t believe you let the moral go by while you

were soaking in

the product placement. and where was your conscience? where was your

consciousness? and where did you put all those letters that you wrote to

yourself but could not address? yeah, i`m a good kisser, and you`re a fast

learner, and that kind of thing could float us for a pretty long time. and

then one day, you`d realized you`ve memorized my phone number, and you`ll

call it and find it`s a disconnected line. cuz i got tossed out

the window of

love`s el camino and i shattered into a shower of sparks on the curb. you

were smoking me weren`t you between your yellow fingers, you

just inhaled and

exhaled without saying a word. where was your conscience? where was your

consciousness? and what did you do with all those letters you wrote to

yourself but could not address? there`s a smorgasbord of unspoken poisons,

the whole childhood of potions that are all bottled up, and so one by one i

am dusting off labels, i am uncorking bottles and i am filling up cups. go

ahead and have a taste of your own medicine. here i`ll have a

taste of mine,

but first lets toast to the lists that we hold in our fists of the things

that we promised to do differently next time. cuz the answer

came like a shot

in the back while you ran from your lesson which might explain why years

later all you could remember the terror of the question. cause

i`m not listening

to you anymore. my head is too sore and my heart`s perforated

and i am mired in the marrow of my

"well ain`t that funny?" bone, learning how to be alone and

devastated. where was my conscience? where was my consciousness? and where

do i put all these letters that i wrote to myself but could not address?

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the answer came like a shot in the back while you

were running from your lesson, which might explain why years later all you

could remember was the terror of the question. plus, you weren`t listening

hard, you were stockpiling canned goods and making a bomb shelter of our

basement. and i can`t believe you let the moral go by while you

were soaking in

the product placement. and where was your conscience? where was your

consciousness? and where did you put all those letters that you wrote to

yourself but could not address? yeah, i`m a good kisser, and you`re a fast

learner, and that kind of thing could float us for a pretty long time. and

then one day, you`d realized you`ve memorized my phone number, and you`ll

call it and find it`s a disconnected line. cuz i got tossed out

the window of

love`s el camino and i shattered into a shower of sparks on the curb. you

were smoking me weren`t you between your yellow fingers, you

just inhaled and

exhaled without saying a word. where was your conscience? where was your

consciousness? and what did you do with all those letters you wrote to

yourself but could not address? there`s a smorgasbord of unspoken poisons,

the whole childhood of potions that are all bottled up, and so one by one i

am dusting off labels, i am uncorking bottles and i am filling up cups. go

ahead and have a taste of your own medicine. here i`ll have a

taste of mine,

but first lets toast to the lists that we hold in our fists of the things

that we promised to do differently next time. cuz the answer

came like a shot

in the back while you ran from your lesson which might explain why years

later all you could remember the terror of the question. cause

i`m not listening

to you anymore. my head is too sore and my heart`s perforated

and i am mired in the marrow of my

"well ain`t that funny?" bone, learning how to be alone and

devastated. where was my conscience? where was my consciousness? and where

do i put all these letters that i wrote to myself but could not address?

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