Album: Under Rug Swept (2002)
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  • What's it been? Over a decade?
    It still smarts like it was four minutes ago
    We only influenced each other, totally
    We only bruised each other, even more so

    What are you, my blood?
    You touch me like you are my blood
    What are you, my dad?
    You affect me like you are my dad

    How long can a girl be shackled to you?
    And how long before my dignity is reclaimed?
    And how long can a girl stay haunted by you?
    Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name
    Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name

    Where've you been? I heard you moved to my city
    My brother saw you somewhere downtown
    I'd be paralyzed if I ran into you
    My tongue would seize up if we were to meet again

    What are you, my God?
    You touch me like you are my God
    What are you, my twin?
    You affect me like you are my twin

    How long can a girl be tortured by you?
    And how long before my dignity is reclaimed?
    And how long can a girl be haunted by you?
    Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name
    Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name

    So here I am, one room away from where I know you're standing
    A well-intentioned man told me you just walked in
    This man knows not of how this information has affected me
    But he knows the color of the car I just drove away in

    What are you, my kin?
    You touch me like you are my kin
    What are you, my air?
    You affect me like you are my air

    And how long can a girl be tortured by you?
    And how long before my dignity is reclaimed?
    And how long can a girl be haunted by you?
    Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name
    Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name Writer/s: Alanis Morissette
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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