Versuri Lost Woman Song

 
I opened a bank account 
when I was nine years old 
I closed it when I was eighteen 
I gave them every penny that I'd saved 
and they gave my blood 
and my urine 
a number 
now I'm sitting in this waiting room 
playing with the toys 
and I am here to exercise 
my freedom of choice 
I passed their handheld signs 
went through their picket lines 
they gathered when they saw me coming 
they shouted when they saw me cross 
I said why don't you go home 
just leave me alone 
I'm just another woman lost 
you are like fish in the water 
who don't know that they are wet 
as far as I can tell 
the world isn't perfect yet 
his bored eyes were obscene 
on his denim thighs a magazine 
I wish he'd never come here with me 
in fact I wish he'd never come near me 
I wish his shoulder 
wasn't touching mine 
I am growing older 
waiting in this line 
some of lifes best lessons 
are learned at the worst times 
under the fierce flourescent 
she offered her hand for me to hold 
she offered stability and calm 
and I was crushing her palm 
through the pinch pull wincing 
my smile unconvincing 
on that sterile battlefield that sees 
only casualties 
never heros 
my heart hit absolute zero 
Lucille, your voice still sounds in me 
mine was a relatively easy tragedy 
now the profile of our country 
looks a little less hard nosed 
but that picket line persisted 
and that clinic's since been closed 
they keep pounding their fists on reality 
hoping it will break 
but I don't think there's a one of us 
leads a life free of mistakes