Of this grudge that's grown old
And has served me greatly ever the victim
Eleven songs, four full journals
This load I've carried longer
For the life of me I've not known
With an antique knot in her stomach?
I wanna be soft and resolved
Fourteen years, thirty minutes
How to rest this bygone
Of this grudge that's grown old
Like an abandoned house, dusty covered
I wanna be big and let go
I wanna be big and let go
With no gift from time of said healing
Not in contact, not a letter
You deserve a piece of every record
You've been vilified, used as fodder
I wanna be big and let go
For the life of me I've not known
But who's done whining now?
Ever ill-equipped to draw this curtain
How this has entertained, validated
Clean of slate and released
Thoughts of punishment I've expended
If I visit it now, do I simply re-live it
Than I had cared to remember
Publisher: SZERETLEK
Fifteen seconds I've held this grudge
Furniture, still intact
How to rest this bygone
Of this grudge that's grown old
Such communication, telepathic
And who's it torturing now
Somehow gratuitous
I wanna be big and let go
Clean of slate and released
Who's the one that's stuck?
I wanna be soft and resolved
Of this grudge that's grown old
But who's still aching now?
Songwriter: Alanis Morissette
Who's ready to put down?
Who is it weighing down
I wanna forgive for the both of us
I wanna forgive for the both of us
How to rest this bygone
Here I sit much determined
Veils will lift from my eyes
All this time I've not known
I wanna forgive for the both of us
Dead weight off my shoulders to rise
Maybe as I lay this to rest
Clean of slate and released
I wanna forgive for the both of us
I wanna be soft and resolved
But who's it hurting now?
All this time I've not known
How to rest this bygone
Who's tired of her own voice?
I wanna be soft and resolved
Clean of slate and released
Maybe as I cut the cord