Who told you "You have to be good"?
They fed you a lie and you took it
But I am no better
I'm a liar, too, with a tongue like a serpent
Polite and gracious
Posture straightens
Gathered my friends like they were all marbles rolling around in my palm
Corralled in my arms, watchful eye like the stars
Didn't know it was harmful
I was polite and gracious
Posture straightens
I'm not your mother, I never was
You bit the bullet, but I jumped the gun
When I checked your teeth and saw they were fine
I started worrying all about mine
What does your body want?
What does it need?
I'm not your mother, I never will be
I'm in a field looking up at the wild geese
They're flying south--there's one left behind!
I try to push the outcome from my mind
Who do you love? How do you love them?
What do you want? How do you show it?
What does your body say?
Do you honor it anyway?
