Imperfect, disjointed
She's got angles on her face
Some are dark, angry, sordid
She can't see straight in this place
What authenticity is there
To this illness that I feel?
Was it yesterday together
When we watched that film?
When did we get ill? I ask.
When did we get ill?
After breakfast this morning
Or when we took the pill
When did we get ill? I ask.
When did we get ill?
It could be you, it could be me,
Or some girl you've never known
Was it a black hair on our breast?
Was it when we began to bleed?
Was it in-between tea time and time for bed?
I cant remember what its like NOT to be ill!
Imperfect, disjointed
She's got angles on her face
Some are dark, angry, sordid
She can't see straight in this place
What authenticity is there
To this illness that I feel?
Was it yesterday together
When we watched that film?
When our fathers called us sluts?
Or gym teacher's dirty laps?
When we were raped,
On high school drunken dates
We vomit out the filth for our whole lives.
Some can't stomach a meal without spewing it out.
When did we get ill? I ask.
When did we get ill?
After breakfast this the morning
Or when we took the pill
When did we get ill? I ask.
When did we get ill?
It could be you, it could be me,
Or some girl you've never known
I cant remember !!
I keep this grin on my face
Touch my blood!
Won't you stand up for my body
When did we get ill? I ask.
When did we get ill?
After breakfast this the morning
Or when we took the pill
When did we get ill? I ask.
When did we get ill?
Could be me or you or some girl I've never known
When did we get ill? I ask.
When did we get ill?
After breakfast this the morning
Or when we took the pill
I can't remember what it's like not to be ill
There must have been a start
When did we get ill