Text: Ani Difranco. Out Of Range. Hell Yeah.

Life is a [unverified] movie, it's stupid and it's strange
A directionless story and the dialog is lame
But in the he said, she said, sometimes there's some poetry
If you turn your back long enough and let it happen naturally
Oh, yeah, hell, yeah

I got a face like a limp handshake, hair like an accident scene
I've been waking up slowly savoring the same old dream
And somewhere between the folds of your memory
I was sleeping soundly
Oh, yeah, hell, yeah

'Cause I like you but I know you don't know it
I like you so much, I talk to everyone but you
And I wonder what you would think of this little number
I wonder what you would say if you knew

If you don't ask the right questions every answer seems wrong
I was a terrible waitress so I started to write songs
And I don't know how I feel but I wonder if you feel like me
Do you ever get wrapped up in the folds of my memory
Oh, yeah, hell, yeah

'Cause I like you but I know you don't know it
I like you so much, I talk to everyone but you
And I wonder what you would think of this little number
Yeah, I wonder what you would say if you knew

There's a river of people that runs past my eyes
And it's beautiful enough just to watch it go by
But the trouble with water is she'll always leave you for gravity
I never even told you, I had a crush on you or anything
Oh, yeah, hell, yeah

Life is a [unverified] movie, it's stupid and it's strange
A directionless story and the dialog is lame
But in the he said, she said, sometimes there's some poetry
If you turn your back long enough and let it happen naturally
Oh, yeah, hell, yeah