So don't give me respect
Don't give me a piece of your preciousness
Flaunt all she's got in your old neighborhood
I'm sure she'll make a few friendsEven the rain bows down, let us pray
As you cock up, cock your mane
No cigarettes only peeled Havana's for youI can be cruel
I don't know, why?
Why can't my balloon stay up
In a perfectly windy skyI can be cruel
I don't know, why?
Don't know, why?Dance with the Sufi's
Celebrate your top ten in the charts of pain
Lover, brother, bougainvillea
My vine twists around your needEven the rain is sharp like today
As you shock me sane
No cigarettes only peeled Havana's for youI can be cruel
I don't know, why?
Why can't my balloon stay up
In a perfectly windy sky?I can be cruel
I don't know, why?
Don't know, why?I can be cruel
I don't know, why?
Why can't my balloon stay up
In a perfectly windy sky?I can be cruel
I don't know, why?
Don't know why, why?Why, why?
Why, why?
Songwriters
Tori AmosPublished by
SWORD & STONE PUBLISHING COMPANY