JAKE
Written by Lisa Loeb
I'm going as far as I can go, away from here,
away from you, Jake, and the hole you've sunk me into.
I wish that I could belong here, with you, and just be,
but that's not all that I'm about.
Your life is built on accidents, like meeting me.
You write everything down in your grocery list - people do this.
Even insects buzz like airplanes, why can't we fly away?
I'm going as far as I can go.
Your dad died, cause his heart hurt, arking away his forty-five years,
dragging your mom along.
I don't want that, neither do you. Neither do you.
If I am not fun, and I am not interesting,
perhaps I am not interested in you, neither are you.
You can't stand in front of an oven, cause it's warm,
and the fumes are dangerous.
I'm going as far as I can go.
Away from here, away from you, jake, and the hole
you've sunk me into.
I wish I could belong here, with you, and just be.
but that's not all that I'm about to do.
I DO
Written by Lisa Loeb
When I'm done with thinking,then I'm done with you.
When I'm done with crying, then I'm done with you.
When I feel so tired, then I'm done with you.
Everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody
feels this way -
And I do.
You can't hear it, but I do.
You can't hear it, but I do.
You're trying to convince me that what I've done's not right.
I get so frustrated, I stay up every night.
You ask me for an answer, and I'm so tired and I'm up in the air.
Everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feel this way -
And I do.
You can't hear it, but I do.
You can't hear it, but I'm feeling this way just
because you say
I will be ignored.
I will be denied.
I could be erased.
I could be brushed aside.
I will get scared, and I will get shoved down,
but I feel like I do because you push me around.
I'm starting to ignore you, I've doubted you so long.
I tired of overthinking, I no you don't belong.
Now I'm asking questions - no one pushes me around.
Everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feel
this way -
And I do.
You can't hear it, but I do.
You don't seem angry, but I do.
I do.
TAFFY
Written by Lisa Loeb
My friend's got a bruise on his leg, a bruise on his leg
everytime you speak.
My friend's got a bruise on his leg, where I press my knee
everytime you speak.
Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes.
Sometimes you tell the truth like you're pulling taffy.
My friend's got a bruise on his arm, a bruise on his arm
everytime you speak.
My friend's got a bruise on his arm, where I shove my elbow
everytime you speak.
Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes,
and sometimes you tell the truth like you're pulling taffy.
My friend's got a bruise on his ribs where I poke my finger
everytime you speak.
My friend's got a bruise on his ribs, his rib cage is now numb
everytime you speak.
Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes,
and sometimes you tell the truth like you're pulling taffy.
STAY(I missed you)
Written by Lisa Loeb
You say I only hear what I want to.
You say I talk so all the time so.
And I thought what I felt was simple,
and I thought that I don't belong,
and now that I am leaving,
now I know that I did something wrong 'cause I mised you.
Yeah, I missed you.
And you say I only hear what I want to:
I don't listen hard,
I don't pay attention to the distance that you're running
or to anyone, anywhere,
I don't understand if you really care,
I'm only hearing negative: no, no, no.
So I turned the radio on, I turned the radio up,
and this woman was singing my song:
the lover's in love, and the other's run away,
the lover is crying 'cause the other won't stay.
Some of us hover when we weep for the other who was
dying since the day they were born.
Well, this is not that:
I think that I'm throwing, but I'm thrown.
And I thought I'd live forever, but now I'm not so sure.
You try to tell me that I'm clever,
but that won't take me anyhow, or anywhere with you.
You said that I was naive,
and I thought that I was strong.
I thought, "hey, I can leave, I can leave."
But now I know that I was wrong, 'cause I missed you.
You said, "I caught you 'cause I want you and one
day I'll let you go."
You try to give away a keeper, or keep me 'cause
you know you're just scared to lose.
And you say, "Stay."
And you say I only hear what I want to.