Tell me that you love me still,
And I'll come home to you
Tell me everything's okay
And we'll start something new.

'Cause I don't care
What you did.
And I don't care
What you said, dear.
I just want to feel some love from you tonight
So come on home baby everything'll be alright.

The stars above looked pretty to me when we kissed back then
But now they look like buckshot in the big tin can I'm in.

So I don't care
About your plans
And I don't care
'Bout what a hypocrite I am.
And I don't care much for this new man you've been seeing
So come on home baby everything'll be alright.

Well they say a man's a simpleton when it comes to love
It seems it's either too much love and or it's not enough.

But I don't care
What they say
And God I swear
I'll mend my ways
Please be fair
I'll make it up to you tonight.
Just come on home baby everything'll be alright.

And I don't know if I'm the one to ease your worried mind.
Just bring you clothes back home and give me one more try.

'Cause I don't care
'Bout what we know.
And I'm so sick
Of feeling low.
And it's not fair for us to be alone this way.
So come on home baby everything'll be okay.

So tell me that you love me still
And I'll come home to you.
Tell me everything's okay
And we'll start something new.

'Cause I don't care
What you did.
And I don't care
What you said, dear.
I just need to feel some love from you tonight
So come on home baby everything'll be alright.

-Justin Gordon, "Hypocrite's Plea"

Squint your eyes and look closer
I'm not between you and your ambition
I am a poster girl with no poster
I am thirty-two flavors and then some
And I'm beyond your peripheral vision
So you might want to turn your head
Cause someday you are gonna get hungry
And eat most of the words you just said

Both my parents taught me about good will
And I have done well by their names
Just the kindness I've lavished on strangers
Is more than I can explain
Still there's many who've turned out their porch lights
Just so I would think they were not home
And hid in the dark of their windows
'Til I'd passed and left them alone

God help you if you are an ugly girl
Course too pretty is also your doom
Cause everyone harbors a secret hatred
For the prettiest girl in the room
And god help you if you are a phoenix
And you dare to rise up from the ash
A thousand eyes will smolder with jealousy
While you are just flying past

And I'll never try to give my life meaning
By demeaning you
And I would like to state for the record
I did everything that I could do
I'm not saying that I am a saint
I just don't want to live that way
No, I will never be a saint
But I will always say

Squint your eyes and look closer
I'm not between you and your ambition
I am a poster girl with no poster
I am thirty-two flavors and then some
And I'm beyond your peripheral vision
So you might want to turn your head
Cause someday you might find you are starving
And eating all of the words that you said

"32 Flavors" - Ani Difranco