Cruel - Tori Amos

So don’t give me respect

Don’t give me a piece of your preciousness

Flaunt all she’s got in our old neighborhood

I’m sure she’ll make a few friends

Even the rainbows down let us pray

As you cock-cock-cock your mane

No cigarettes, only peeled Havanas for you

I can be cruel

I don’t know why

Why can’t my balloon stay up

In a perfectly windy sky?

I can be cruel

I don’t know why, I don’t know why

Dance with the Sufis

Celebrate your top ten in the charts of pain

Lover brother Bougainvillea

My vine twists around your need

Even the rain is sharp like today

As you sh-sh-shock me sane

No cigarettes, only peeled Havanas for you

I can be cruel

I don’t know why

Why can’t my balloon stay up

In a perfectly windy sky?

I can be cruel

I don’t know why, I don’t know why

Ah, ah-ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah-ah

Ah, ah-ah ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, yes

Ah, ah-ah ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, right

Ah, ah-ah ah-ah-ah, ah-ah ah ah

Ah, ah-ah ah-ah-ah, ah-ah ah ah

Ah, ah-ah ah-ah-ah, yeah

I can be cruel

I don’t know why

Why can’t my balloon stay up

In a perfectly windy sky?

I can be cruel

Don’t know why, don’t know why

Why, why