And he noticed my fingers and asked me if I would play
And I didn't really care a lot
You know it doesn't seem fair
I don't want to play for you anymore
There you are right there
In the meantime, well you know
You know, the butter melts out of habit
Beautiful but boring, he visited me yesterday
Tell me what are you here for?
From a bar on the east side of town
My thighs have been involved in many accidents
And now you don't have to ask
And I don't need to be lured by you
Show me what you can do
I want my old friends, I want my old face
But I couldn't think of a reason why not
Play out a scene they've played so many times before
The butter melts out of habit
I want my old mind, fuck this time and place
And the waitress and the man in the plaid shirt
Songwriter: Ani Difranco
Publisher: RIGHTEOUS BABE MUSIC
But my definition ends there
Watchin' the sun stumble home in the mornin'
You know the toast isn't even warm
And now I can't get insured
I said, "If you don't come any closer I don't mind if you stay"
And the coffee is just water dressed in brown
My cunt is built like a wound that won't heal
But now you know how I feel
The toast isn't even warm
That I'm livin' for something I can't even define
Because you know how I feel
You know art is why I get up in the mornin'