©2007 Cathe Jones

NONE OF IT

© 1993 Cathe Boudreau

Baby is it better to love or better
to fuck horseshit
Something I've been wondering about
as you have your fit
I don't think I'm meant to be
your psychotherapist
but you placed me in that role,
and it's time to quit

Give me space, give me room I'm about to
run away
Give me a way to my tomb that's your love
I'll have none of it

No more feeling in my heart, a cliché
to throw around
I'm in love with mental patients who are
just hanging out
They don't lie, but then again they
don't know what a lie is
Yesterday I was queen of France
today I'm just a frog prince