ALANIS MORISSETTE
lyrics from songs unreleased - all of which seem to reflect a maturity she's attaining in her old age
 
Can't Not
 
I'd be lying if I said I was completely unscathed
Would I be putting it right with my silence and rage
Would I be letting you in; invite a reaction, yeah?
And how would I explain
How would I explain this to my children if I had them?

Because I can't not
Because I can't not
Because I can't not win without my losing, my dear

Would it be whining if I said I needed a hug?
Would you feel slighted if I said your love's not enough?
And how dare I complain?
And how dare I complain when you want for a chance for this?

Because I can't not
Because I can't not
Because I can't help laugh at your delusions

Because I can't not
Because I can't not
Because I can't help wonder why you ask me

To all the unheard children in the school yard
You think you're the right ones
You swear you're the charmed ones I'm sure
But how can you go on with such conviction?
Who do you think you are when you question me?

Because we can't not
Because we can't not
Because we can't help laugh at your delusions

Because we can't not
Because we can't not
Because we can't help wonder why you ask us

Why do you offend me?
Why do you offend me still?
Why do you compare me?
Why do you compare me still?

Because I can't not
Because I can't not
Because I can't not walk without my crutches
 
 
Death of Cinderella


I'm wise and ambitious,
And angry and free,
And smart and available,
And sexy...

I'm soft and appealing,
And wearing pajamas,
And twisted and willing,
And crazy...

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella
Who can use her
And it's all you could do not to throw her on the floor.

And thought-provoking,
And opinionated
Cultured and funny,
And experienced...

Fearless and tender,
And sweetly innocent,
Uninhibited,
Likes a good debate.

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella
Who can use her
And it's all you could do not to tie her to the bed.

I could fall in love a million times before I die,
You could draw me a bubble bath,
We could walk into the sunset...

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella
Who can use her
And it's all you could do not to keep her sober.

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
I'm gonna grow to be a maid and I'll never find a fella
Who can use me
And that's all you can do not to kick me in the ass.


King of Intimidation
 

(Spoken words taken from an old recording: "The women of this family seem
to feel that they owe it to the men of the family to look relaxed, rested, and
attractive at dinnertime.")

For you they live in a quiet monastery
For you they wear whatever you want them to as long as it is short
They count to ten when you tell them how to drive
And when they're afraid they let you speak for them

All hail the king of intimidation
My dad loves your Christian behavior

For you we wax; we skin, chicken our legs
For you we chew our nails if we had any buy fake ones to do it
We contradict him temporarily
And it was somethin' about how you talk down to me

All hail the king of intimidation
My dad loves your Christian behavior

The role of compromises for the family you now want some
There's only so much we can do to make you rest assured

I am single
I am weary
You're just jealous
You're just confused
You're just hungry
You're in sin now
You're not happy
You are petty

All hail the king of intimidation
My dad loves your Christian behavior
He does not know what he has wrongly done
Forgive his ignorant behavior

You are tortured
You are captured
You are busted
We were silent
You were tested
You did better
You are lonely
Was it worth it?


No Pressure Over Cappuccino


And you're like a 90's Jesus
And you revel in your psychosis
How dare you?
You sample concepts like hors d'oeurves
And you eat their questions for dessert
And is it just me or is it hot in here?

And you're like a 90's Kennedy
And you're only a million years old.
They can't fool you.
They'll throw opinions like rocks in riots
And they'll stumble around like hypocrites
And is it just me or is it dark in here?

You may never be or have a husband
You may never be or have a child
You will learn to loose everything
We are temporary arrangements

And you're like a 90's Noah
And they laughed at you when you packed all of your things
And they wonder why you're frustrated
And they wonder why you're so angry
Is it just me or are you fed up?


Uninvited


Like anyone would be, I am flattered by your fascination with me
And like any hot-blooded woman, I was simply wanting an object to crave
But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight.

Must be strangely exciting to watch the stoic squirm
Must be somewhat hard turning to watch them burn me, shepherd
But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight.

Like any unchartered territory I must be strangely intriguing
You speak of my love like you have experience love like mine before
This is not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

I don't think you unworthy
I need a moment to deliberate


 
 
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