Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Grudge, artist - Alanis Morissette. Date of issue: 16.05.2004
Song language: English
This Grudge |
| Fourteen years, thirty minutes |
| Fifteen seconds I’ve held this grudge |
| Eleven songs, four full journals |
| Thoughts of punishment I’ve expended |
| Not in contact, not a letter |
| Such communication, telepathic |
| You’ve been vilified, used as fodder |
| You deserve a piece of every record |
| But who’s it hurting now? |
| Who’s the one that’s stuck? |
| And who’s it torturing now |
| With an antique knot in her stomach? |
| I wanna be big and let go |
| Of this grudge that’s grown old |
| All this time I’ve not known |
| How to rest this bygone |
| I wanna be soft and resolved |
| Clean of slate and released |
| I wanna forgive for the both of us |
| Like an abandoned house, dusty covered |
| Furniture, still intact |
| If I visit it now, do I simply re-live it? |
| Somehow gratuitous |
| But who’s still aching now? |
| Who’s tired of her own voice? |
| Who is it weighing down |
| With no gift from time of said healing? |
| I wanna be big and let go |
| Of this grudge that’s grown old |
| All this time I’ve not known |
| How to rest this bygone |
| I wanna be soft and resolved |
| Clean of slate and released |
| I wanna forgive for the both of us |
| Maybe as I cut the cord |
| Veils will lift from my eyes |
| Maybe as I lay this to rest |
| Dead weight off my shoulders to rise |
| Here I sit much determined |
| Ever ill-equipped to draw this curtain |
| How this has entertained, validated |
| And has served me greatly, ever the victim |
| But who’s done whining now? |
| Who’s ready to put down? |
| This load I’ve carried longer |
| Than I had cared to remember |
| I wanna be big and let go |
| Of this grudge that’s grown old |
| All this time I’ve not known |
| How to rest this bygone |
| I wanna be soft and resolved |
| Clean of slate and released |
| I wanna forgive for the both of us |
| I wanna be big and let go |
| Of this grudge that’s grown old |
| For the life of me I’ve not known |
| How to rest this bygone |
| I wanna be soft and resolved |
| Clean of slate and released |
| I wanna forgive for the both of us |