Adam and Eve - Ani DiFranco

Tonight you stoop to my level

I’m your mangy little whore

Now you’re trying to find your underwear

And your socks

And then the door

And you’re trying to find a reason

Why you have to leave

I know it’s cause you think you’re Adam

And you think I’m Eve

When you rhapsodize about beauty

My eyes glaze

Everything I love is ugly

I mean really, you would be amazed

And just do me a favor

It’s the least that you can do

Just don’t treat me like I am

Something that happened to you

I am

I am

I am

Truly sorry

Sorry about all this

And you plot a tiny pin prick

In my big red balloon

As I slowly start to exhale

It’s when you leave the room

And I did not design this game

I did not name the stakes

I just happen to like apples

And I am not afraid of snakes

I am

I am

I am

Truly sorry about all this

I envy you and your ignorance

I hear that it’s bliss, bliss, bliss

So I let go the ratio

Things said to things heard

As I leave you to your garden

And the beauty you prefer

I wonder whether this will have meaning

For you, when you’ve left it all behind

I think I’ll even wonder

If you meant it at the time