From the recording Jack of All Fruits
Lyrics
I’ve lived lives I share with no one else
Should I feel guilt in how I love myself?
And you always ask me to change, I
Should find other ways to arrange my
Memory to fit around you
So show me the ways I can reconcile
The symptoms we mother in your denial
And tell me I think not of you
And darling I thought I could die for you
And I can see now that this part is true
But it comes from you