Lyrics of Tiptoe

Ani Difranco

pochette album Tiptoe
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Tiptoeing through the used condoms
Strewn on the piers off the west side highway
Sunset behind the skyline of jersey
Walking towards the water
With a fetus holding court in my gut
My body hijacked, my tits swollen
I'm sore

The river has more colors at sunset
Than my sock drawer ever dreamed of
I could wake up screaming sometimes
But i don't

I could step off the end of this pier but i've got shit to do
And i've an appointment on tuesday
To shed uninvited blood and tissue
I'll miss you i say to the water, to the son or
Daughter i thought better of
I could fall in love with jersey at sunset
But i leave the view to the rats and tiptoe back

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