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[walbourn]

Reading these lyrics, it's no wonder I identify so strongly with this song. In fact, I think I identify a bit too strongly with it--the same is true of Alanis Morissette's Flinch. It's a shame I'm not actually a lesbian folk singer, because I think at least Melissa gets hit on as a result of her angst...


waiting for the rain to start
looking at the sky
trying to find some sympathy
I can't seem to find inside

and I'm trying not to think of you
in ways we used to be
but I keep flashing in on your jaw-line
to tell you the truth honey
I'd like to kick you out of me

but I'm stuck here
waiting for the shoe to drop
waiting for the phone to ring
something to need me again
yeah I'm stuck here
waiting for the paint to dry
waiting on the love of my life
come on and need me again

yea I thought all the growing was over
that I hit some kind of stride
so went and I put my guard down
you all came and you hit from behind
it all hit me from behind

yes and you'd think
I'd have learned all this the first time around
that pushing only busts stuff
lying makes me feel obonxious
and you baby
you are clearly still no good for me at all
you'rw no damn good for me
I said you're no damn good

and I'm stuck here
waiting for the shoe to drop
waiting for the phone to ring
something to need me again
yeah I'm stuck here
waiting for the paint to dry
everybody look at the folk singer
waiting on the love of her life
come on and need me

so rest it eludes me
now I'm back
where I've already been
waiting for the rain to start
looking at the sky
-- Stuck, Melissa Ferrick