Am I Getting Through     
             
part i 
i am strong 
i am able 
i spill milk on your table 
then i cry 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 


             
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