Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Front Row, artist - Alanis Morissette.
Date of issue: 15.10.1998
Song language: English
Front Row |
(I know he’s blood but you can still turn him away |
you don’t owe him anything) |
do you go to the dungeon |
to find out how to make peace with your days in the dungeon |
writing a letter to you |
didn’t make me feel any more peaceful than how I felt when we weren’t |
speaking |
because I didn’t cop to what I did. |
I can’t love you becaused we’re supposed to have professional |
boundaries. |
I’d like you to be schooled and in awe as though you were kissed by god full on the lips. |
I’m in the front row the front row with popcorn |
I get to see you see you close up |
(I'm too tired to recount the unpleasantries one by one |
one minute I want to banish you |
the next I want to be on a deserted island with you with my three |
favorite cd’s |
ambivalent in your bed we’ve yet to acknowledge what really happened) |
Slid into the ditch I have this overwhelming loss of amibition |
we said let’s name thirty good reasons why we shouldn’t be together |
I started by saying things like you smoke you live in new jersey |
(too far) |
you started saying things like you belong to the world |
all of which could have been easily refuted |
but the conversation was hypothetical |
I am totally short of breath for you |
why can’t you shut your stuff off… |
I’m in the front row the front row with popcorn |
I get to see you see you close up and I laughed until my lungs hurt |
I love how you bust my chops |
You don’t always feel seen |
Sometimes you feel erasable unfortunately I cannot reciprocate in my current state |
I think we should be careful of how much time we spend together |
…for a while while i’m speaking |
you know how much you hate to be interrupted maybe spend some time |
alone |
fill up your proverbial cup so that it doesn’t always about you |
I’ve been wanting your undivided attention I like the fact that you’re |
nothing like me Are you not burdened by the lack of perspective people have of your |
charmed life (seemingly)? |
I’m in the front row the front row with popcorn |
I get to see you see you close up you never meant to be ungrateful |
nor held up to be whipped or wept |
for certainly not analysed |
prodded at more ways than one apparently you’ve been misrepresented |
dealing with the concept of arrows being slung towards your outrageous |
fortune |
Hey I’m not mad at you guardian |
I’m mad at myself for spending so much time with you and your jeckyl |
and hydeness |
i’m glad i firguratively slapped you on the wrist |
you laughed a wicked laugh and said come here let me clip your |
wings! |
(I know he’s blood but you can still turn him away you don’t own him |
anything) |
raise the roof he yelled yeah raise the roof! |
I yelled back. |
(Unfortunately you needed a health scare to reprioritize.) |
No thanks to the soap box |
Having my rile against them won’t make an ounce of difference… |
I’m in the front row the front row with popcorn |
I get to see you see you close up Oh the things I’ve done for you |
many a sitch a friend a man’s been left for you |
oh the books i’ve read for you |
the tongues i’ve bitten for you many a new city for you |
for you many a risk taken for you (not a single regret) |