I think you're trying to scare me
So that I will stop thinking of you
I think you're trying to scare me
So that I will stop trying to be you.
It's not that easy.
It's not that easy.
I laughed when I heard you died,
Cause I didn't know what else I was gonna do.
Now I laugh when I see you alive,
Cause I think you're just pulling my leg.
It's not that easy.
It's not that easy.
Well it must have taken a whole lot of anger.
And it must have taken a whole lot of time.
And I can't believe that you found me after all these years
I guess you must have something heavy on your mind.
And I can't believe that you thought I'd be happy.
To see you up and around like it's any morning?.
You look like shit and the smell is even better.
And I feel like shit and I want to go back to bed.
You can walk through walls.
You can make the head of the doll spin around.
And you can haunt the halls.
But you can't ask me to make you feel at home.
It's not that easy.
It's not that easy.
So that I will stop thinking of you
I think you're trying to scare me
So that I will stop trying to be you.
It's not that easy.
It's not that easy.
Cause I didn't know what else I was gonna do.
Now I laugh when I see you alive,
Cause I think you're just pulling my leg.
It's not that easy.
It's not that easy.
And it must have taken a whole lot of time.
And I can't believe that you found me after all these years
I guess you must have something heavy on your mind.
To see you up and around like it's any morning?.
You look like shit and the smell is even better.
And I feel like shit and I want to go back to bed.
You can make the head of the doll spin around.
And you can haunt the halls.
But you can't ask me to make you feel at home.
It's not that easy.
It's not that easy.
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from liz phair's own words: I used to pretend that my grandfather, who died when I was eight or so, was hanging around, watching out for me. When I got older, I would imagine that if you blew off a friend or a boyfriend, that their presence would continue to haunt you, as if you had killed them and they wanted revenge. ‘American Werewolf in London’ was helpful in solidifying this paranoia.