she was hungry so hungry and she was trying to think clear but she kept opening the fridge door and looking at the mustard and the beer and then finally she went out into the rain carrying her bicycle chain and her feet worked the pedals while her appetite steered and after that she just followed her nose cuz fate is not just whose cooking smells good but which way the wind blows she laid down in her party dress and never got up needless to say she missed the party she just got sad then she got stuck she was wincing like something brittle trying hard to bend she was numb with the terror of losing her best friend but she never sees things changing she only sees them ending and some vicious whispering voice keeps saying you have no choice cuz when i look at you i squint you are that beautiful and my pussy is a tractor and this is a tractor pull i'm haunted by my illicit, explicit dreams and i can't really wake up so i just drift in between thinking the glass is half empty and thinking it's not quite full the pouring rain is no place for a bicycle ride try to hit the breaks and you slide and you slide and you slide
Ani DiFranco Lyrics brought to you by danah boyd since 1995