Lyric Am I Getting Through Part I & II
Part I:
I am strong
I am able
I spill milk on your table
Then I crawl like a baby
Just to see if you save me
I am sweet
I am ugly
I am mean if you love me
I try hard just to please you
When I say I don t need you
I dress up with a conscience
When I think you ll be watching
I say all the right things
I don t know what I mean
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
I am ignorant and rude
I am fashionably crude
And sometimes when it s quiet
I m an angel in white
When I pose in the mirror
I want everyone near me
I am scared that I m weird
I m afraid I am queer
I am lovely and weak
I am foul when I speak
I am strange when I m kind
I am frying my mind
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
(I don t care, I don t care)
Jesus loves me I know
For my mom told me so
I m a loser at love
I m a flower in the mud
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Part II:
Don t you hate it
When the money starts to running out
Your esoteric rants
Were made to twist and shout
I heard you moved
Now you re hangin on the Moulin Rouge
Don t you know no matter where you go
Somebody s always watching you
That s what they say
That s what they say
When the pages fade the love you made
Will seem one hundred light years away
(Sheryl Crow)
I am strong
I am able
I spill milk on your table
Then I crawl like a baby
Just to see if you save me
I am sweet
I am ugly
I am mean if you love me
I try hard just to please you
When I say I don t need you
I dress up with a conscience
When I think you ll be watching
I say all the right things
I don t know what I mean
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
I am ignorant and rude
I am fashionably crude
And sometimes when it s quiet
I m an angel in white
When I pose in the mirror
I want everyone near me
I am scared that I m weird
I m afraid I am queer
I am lovely and weak
I am foul when I speak
I am strange when I m kind
I am frying my mind
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
(I don t care, I don t care)
Jesus loves me I know
For my mom told me so
I m a loser at love
I m a flower in the mud
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Part II:
Don t you hate it
When the money starts to running out
Your esoteric rants
Were made to twist and shout
I heard you moved
Now you re hangin on the Moulin Rouge
Don t you know no matter where you go
Somebody s always watching you
That s what they say
That s what they say
When the pages fade the love you made
Will seem one hundred light years away
(Sheryl Crow)