Limp/Fiona Apple
you wanna make me sick,
you wanna lick my wounds,
don't you,baby ?
you wanna badge of honor when you save my hide
but you're the one in the way
of the day of the doom, baby
if you need my shame to reclaim you pride
and when i think of it,my figers turn to fists
i never did anything to you, man
but no matter what i try
you'll beat me with your bitter lies
so call me crazy,hold me down
make me cry;get off now,baby
it won't be long til you'll be
lying limp in your own hand
you feed the beast i have within me
you wave the red flag,baby you make it run,run,run
standing on the sidelines,waving and grinning
you fondle my trigger,then you blame my gun
and when i think of it,my fingers turn to fists
i never did anything to you, man
but no matter what i try
you'll beat me with your bitter lies
so call me crazy,hold me down
make me cry;get off now,baby
it won't be long til you'll be
lying limp in you own hand
Right through you/Alanis Morissette
wait a minute man
you mispronounced my name
you didn't wait for all the information
before you turned me away
wait a minute sir
you kind of hurt my feelings
you see me as a sweet black-loaded puppet
and you've got meal ticket taste
i see right through you
i know right through you
i feel right through you
i walk right through you
you took me for a joke
you took me for a child
you took a long hard look at my ass
and then played golf for a while
you shake is like a fish
you pat me on the head
you took me out to wine dine 69 me
but didn't hear the damn word i say
i see right through you
i know right through you
i feel right through you
i walk right through you
hello mr. man
you didn't think i'd come back
you didn't think i'd show up with my army
and this ammunition on my back
now that i'm miss thing
now that i'm miss zillionaire
you scan your credits for your name
and wonder why it's not there
i see right through you
i know right through you
i feel right through you
i walk right through you