Текст песни Ani Difranco - Sick of Me
Ani Difranco - Sick of Me слова песни
How sick of meMust you beBy nowWhile youre standing just outsideOf what your pride will allowAlways reaching into yourselfTo find a new way to understand meWhen Im sure that theres no one elseIn the worldWho could withstand meThe first person in your lifeTo ever really matterIs saying the last thingThat you want to hearAnd you are listening hardThrough the splintering shardsOf your life as it shattersAnd youre standing firmAnd youre staying closeAnd youre seeing clearI took to the stageWith my outrageIn the bad old daysWhen you were the make-me-mad guyBut the songsThey come out more slowlyNow that I am the bad guyAnd I say, Im sorry Im so crazyI am astounded by your patienceAnd you say, believe it or not, babyThe joy you bring meStill outweighs itThe first person in your lifeTo ever really matterIs saying the last thingThat you want to hearAnd you are listening hardThrough the splintering shardsOf your life as it shattersAnd youre standing firmAnd youre staying closeAnd youre seeing clearHow sick of meMust you beBy now? Acoustic bass ‹ jasonPianet, organ, singing ‹ juliePedal steel ‹ lloyd mainesSinging ‹ mark hallmanTenor guitar, singing ‹ ani