Ani Difranco - Second Intermission текст песни

Second intermission

Anticipation

You know the third act

Small talk drops out of the play

Youre standing in the lobby

Tightening your tourniquet

Waiting for it

And then the bell sounds

And the lights flash

And theres all these questions milling around

And theres no time to ask

No bliss for little miss leading

Cuz shes learning about bleeding

But what is love if not exquisite

Our only saving grace

Or is it?

And somewhere inside your iris

Blooms the reflection of my surprise

As you stroll past every last do not enter

And touch me at my epicenter

And the bell sounds

And the lights flash

And theres all these questions milling around

And theres no time to ask

Im always trying to get there

I never really get there

To that quiet place where

I accept myself

Instead Im deep inside some high school

Locker room no clothing

Popping the zits of my self loathing

Under fluorescent lights

And the bell sounds

And the lights flash

And theres all these questions milling around

And youre too ashamed to ask

Second intermission

Anticipation

You know the third act

Small talk drops out of the play

And youre standing in the lobby

Tightening your tourniquet

Waiting for it

Waiting for it