Album: Ani DiFranco
i opened up a bank account when i was nine years old
i closed it when i was eighteen
i gave them every penny i had saved
and they gave my blood and my urine a number
and now im sitting in this waiting room
playing with the toys
and i am here to exorcize my freedom of choice
i passed their hand held signs
i went through their picket lines
they gathered when they saw me coming
they shouted when they saw me cross
i said Why Dont You Go home
just leave me alone
im just another woman lost
you are like fish in the water
who dont know they are wet
as far as i can tell
the world isnt perfect yet
and his bored eyes
were obsene on his denim thighs
a magazine
i wish hed never come here with me
infact i wish hed never come near me
i wish his shoulder wasnt touching mine
i am growing older waiting in this line
but some of lifes best lessons
are learned in the worst times
and 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
of my smile unconvincing
of that steril battle field that sees
only casualties
never heros
my heart hit absolute zero
and luceile your voice
still sounds in me
yeah mine wasnt relatively easy tragedy
the profile of our country
looks a little less hard nose
but you know that picket line persisted
and that clinic since been closed
they keep pounding their fists on reality
hoping it will break
you know i dont think theres one of them
who leads a life free of mistakes
la da da...
yes im not going to sacrifice
my freedom of choice
no you cant make me sacrifice
my freedom of choice
no you cant make us sacrifice
our freedom of choice