Thursday, July 27, 2023

The Emperor's New Clothes by Sinead O'Connor

 It seems like years since you held the baby

While I wrecked the bedroomYou said it was dangerous after SundayAnd I knew you loved meHe thinks I just became famousAnd that's what messed me upBut he's wrongHow could I possibly know what I wantWhen I was only twenty-one?And there's millions of peopleTo offer advice and say how I should beBut they're twisted and they will never beAny influence on meBut you will always beYou will always beIf I treated you meanI really didn't mean toBut you know how it isAnd how a pregnancy can change youI see plenty of clothes that I likeBut I won't go anywhere nice for a whileAll I want to do is just sit hereAnd write it all down and rest for a whileI can't bear to be in another cityOne where you are notI would return to nothing without youIf I'm your girlfriend or notMaybe I was meanBut I really don't think soYou asked if I'm scaredAnd I said soEveryone can see what's going onThey laugh 'cause they know they're untouchableNot because what I said was wrongWhatever it may bringI will live by my own policiesI will sleep with a clear conscienceI will sleep in peaceMaybe it sounds meanBut I really don't think soYou asked for the truth and I told youThrough their own wordsThey will be exposedThey've got a severe case ofThe emperor's new clothesThe emperor's new clothesThe emperor's new clothesThe emperor's new clothes