Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ampersand, artist - Amanda Palmer. Album song Who Killed Amanda Palmer, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 11.09.2008
Record label: The All Blacks
Song language: English
Ampersand |
| I walk down my street at night |
| The city lights are cold and violent |
| I am comforted by the approaching |
| Sounds of trucks and sirens |
| Even though the world’s so bad |
| These men rush out to help the dying |
| And though I am no use to them |
| I do my part by simply smiling |
| The ghetto boys are catcalling me |
| As I pull my keys from my pocket |
| I wonder if this method of courtship |
| Has ever been effective |
| Has any girl in history said |
| Sure, you seem so nice, let’s get it on |
| Still, I always shock them when I answer |
| Hi, my name’s Amanda |
| And I’m not gonna live my life |
| On one side of an ampersand |
| And even if I went with you |
| I’m not the girl you think I am |
| And I’m not gonna match you |
| Cause I’ll lose my voice completely |
| No, I’m not gonna watch you |
| Cause I’m not the one that’s crazy |
| Yeah… |
| I have wasted years of my life |
| Agonizing about the fires |
| I started when I thought that |
| To be strong, you must be flame retardant |
| And now to dress the wounds goes into question |
| How authentic they are |
| There is always someone criticizing me |
| She just likes playing hospital |
| Lying in my bed |
| I remember what you said |
| There’s no such thing as accidents |
| But you’ve got the headstones all ready |
| All carved up and pretty |
| Your sick satisfaction |
| Those his and hers matching |
| The daisies all push up’n |
| Pairs to the horizons |
| Your eyes full of ketchup |
| It’s nice that you’re trying |
| The headstones all ready |
| All carved up and pretty |
| Your sick satisfaction |
| Those his and hers matching |
| The daises all push up’n |
| Pairs to the horizons |
| Your eyes full of ketchup |
| It’s nice that you’re trying |
| But I’m not gonna live my life |
| On one side of an ampersand |
| And even if I went with you |
| I’m not the girl you think I am |
| And I’m not gonna match you |
| Cause I’ll lose my voice completely |
| Yeah I’m just gonna watch you |
| Cause I’m not the one that’s crazy |
| Yeah… |
| Cause I’m not the one that’s crazy |
| Yeah… |
| As I wake up to a clock |
| The fire burned the block |
| But ironically stopped at my apartment |
| And my housemates are all sleeping soundly |
| And nobody deserves to die |
| But you were awful adamant |
| That if I didn’t love you |
| Then you have just one alternative |
| And I may be romantic |
| And I may risk my life for it |
| But I ain’t gonna die for you |
| You know I ain’t no Juliet |
| And I’m not gonna watch you |
| Wanna burn yourself out baby |
| No I’m not gonna stop you |
| Cause I’m not the one that’s crazy, yeah |
| I’m not the one that’s crazy, yeah |
| I’m not the one that’s crazy… |