Meredith Brooks

Here we go again
same ol' argument
you're callin me Miss Pollyanne
you see the world as cruel
and being mad is cool
you think that I don't give a damn
You don't have to shout to be heard
Who said dark is deep
You'd rather flip the bird
I'd rather show ya signs of peace
Love ain't a dying art
as far as I can see
yeah... o sentimental me
Fist up in the air
mine used to be up there
you only give yourself away
so paint your roses black and blue
use the fuck word I can too
when I have nothing else to say
You don't have to shout to be heard