Why I got you on my mind Why I got you on my mind (you think you know somebody) Why I got you on my mind (but my heart don't understand) You don't mess with love, you mess with the truth Poured it down, so I poured it down And now I don't understand it

Don't you understand? There's misery in the land Got the vote for you, got the vote for you You've been talkin', talkin' to the people Tryin' get them to go your way Tellin' us, not to worry Worry, we won't be led astray So blind, unsignified Your

This is for Matilda And she needs you This is from This is from Matilda Just like Johnny Flynn said, 'the breath I've taken and the one I must' to go on Put the grenade pin in your hand, so you understand who's boss My defeat sleeps top to toe with her

You can put the blame on me Said you can put the blame on me Even though the blame's on you And you can put that blame on me I understand that there are some problems And I am not too blind to know All the pain you kept inside you Even though you might

Remember me for who I was not who I am I'll pray you'll never understand this Sweet sweet sweet November Jesus called me collect last night It took all of me not to answer it Daddy warned me the perils of play Hard to deal God's standards Flying high and

Look at me I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud I can't understand I get misty holding your hand Walk my way and a thousand violins began to play Or it might be the sound of your hello This music I hear I get

You want more? You'll get it Determined, ferocious Grit down and bite the bullet Dare to unbind Smash and redefine I understand your every fear Your every pain your every tear With every struggle you conquer

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Yes, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Baby, do you understand me now? Sometimes I feel a little mad But don't you know that no one alive can always be an

Find a few good buddies, start a band Just get you a guitar and learn how to play Cut up some jeans, come up with a name When you're living in a world that you don't understand I never was a straight-lace, straight A student Teacher's pet or child

Just because I'm a woman My mistakes are no worse than yours Yes, I've made my mistakes But listen and understand I can see you're disappointed By the way you look at me And I'm sorry that I'm not The woman you thought I'd be So when you look at me