Untouchable Face


by Ani DiFranco

Think I'm going for a walk now,
feel alittle unsteady.
Don't want nobody to follow me
except maybe you.
I could make you happy, you know,
if you weren't already.
I could do alotta things
and I'd do.

Tell you truth
I'd prefer the worst of you.
to bad you had to have a better half.
She's not really my type,
but I think you two are forever and
I hate to say it
you're perfect together so...

Fuck you
and your untouchable face
fuck you
for exsisting in the first place
and who am I?
that I should be vying for your touch
said who am I?
I bet you can't even tell me that much.

Two-thirty in the morning
and my gas tank will be empty soon
Neon sign on the horizon
rubbing elbows with the moon
Safe haven of sleepless
where the deep friers always on
radio is counting down
top twenty country songs
and out on the porch the fly strip
is waveing like a flag in the wind
you know I don't look forward
to seeing you again...

you look like a photograph of yourself
taken from far far away
and I won't know what to do
and I won't know what to say
except...

fuck you
and your untouchable face
and fuck you
for exsisting in the first place
and who am I?
that I should be vying for your touch
said who am I?
I bet you can't even tell me that much...

I see you and I'm so perplexed
What was I thinking?
What will I think of next?
Where can I hide?
In the backroom there's a lamp that hangs over the pool table
and the fan is on it
swings, gently side to side
there's a change in constallation
of balls as we are playing
see orion and say nothing
the only thing I can think of saying is...

fuck you
and your untouchable face
and fuck you
for exsisting in the first place
and who am I?
that I should be vying for your touch
said who am I?
I bet you can't even tell me that much.


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