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The Very Best of Lisa Loeb 2006

I Do
When I'm done with thinking, then I'm done with you
When I'm done with crying, then I'm done with you
When I feel so tired, I'm done with you
Everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way

And I do.
You can't hear it, but I do.
You can't hear it, but I do.

You're trying to convince me that what I've done's not right.
I get so frustrated, I stay up every night.
You ask me for an answer, and I'm so tired that I'm up in the air.
Everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way

And I do.
You can't hear it, but I do.
You can't hear it, but I'm feeling this way just because you say

I will be ignored.
I will be denied.
I could be erased.
I could be brushed aside.
I will get scared, I will get shoved down.
But I feel like I do because you push me around.

I'm starting to ignore you, I

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The Way It Really Is

1. Window Shopping

Written by Lisa Loeb and Dave Bassett

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Hello Lisa 2002

Did That
My forehead

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Cake and Pie 2002

Did That
My forehead

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Firecracker 1997






I Do
When I'm done with thinking, then I'm done with you
When I'm done with crying, then I'm done with you
When I feel so tired, I'm done with you
Everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way

And I do.
You can't hear it, but I do.
You can't hear it, but I do.

You're trying to convince me that what I've done's not right.
I get so frustrated, I stay up every night.
You ask me for an answer, and I'm so tired that I'm up in the air.
Everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way

And I do.
You can't hear it, but I do.
You can't hear it, but I'm feeling this way just because you say

I will be ignored.
I will be denied.
I could be erased.
I could be brushed aside.
I will get scared, I will get shoved down.
But I feel like I do because you push me around.

I'm starting to ignore you, I

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Tails 1994



It's Over
Sorry sir, I stole your money.
Sorry sir, I feel,
but it's so, so twisted,
so unreal.

It was what I'd heard of
and what I didn't have,
but I cannot give what I do not have,
and I cannot take what I do not have.
I can't take it.

Don't stultify.
Don't hold me high.
Don't stultify.
Don't hold me high.

Too many things held precious,
too many things held dear;
that's what I hate,
that's what I fear.
Too much to ask for
may leave me feeling lonely.
Too little leaves me nothing, nothing.

The drone in your voice, and the fly on the wall said,
"It's over, it's over, it's over, it is."
What do I wish for you, what do I wish?
It's over, it's over, it is.

Are we still solemn and bleeding?
Are we still swimming to water that was wet?
You can't give away certain things that you get.

From the outside
to the inside
I couldn't tell you how it really was.
There has to be more on one hand,
keep your head above water on the other, the other.

The drone in your voice, and the fly on the wall said,
"It's over, it's over, it's over, it is "
What do I wish for you, what do I wish?
It's over, it's over, it is.

Are we still solemn and bleeding?
Are we still swimming to water that was already wet?
I can forgive, but I can't forget.
I'll wish for you,
I'll plead and I'll steal.
Hold me precious, hold me dear.
I'll wish for you,
I'll sing and I'll feel.
Don't stultify, don't hold me high.

Like a Gothic staple, a last good-bye,
one way to float is if you die.
And it's over, it's over, it's over.

It's over, it's over, it's over
It's over, it's over.

Snow Day
It's a bad day.
It's a train ride.
It's a bad day.
You're my medicine

It's a snow day.
It's a full moon.
It's a snow day.

When'd you get down to my bones?
Where'll I find that wishing stone?
The beads, the records,
all the calls, and the drinks alone.

First by mind, then by music
you'll make this all less confusing.
It's a slow dive down,
a fast distraction,
a strange fall forward
my lame reaction.

It's a bad day.
It's a long ride.
It s a bad day.
You're my medicine

It's a sinking feeling,
pulls me through the seat of chairs.
When will you come rescue me,
find solace, and then take me there?

You'll say, "You re not too tired for this life,
and it's not gonna matter if you fall down twice.
You're not too tired for this life, and
it's not gonna matter if you fall down twice. "

When' d you get down to my bones?
Where' ll I find that wishing stone?
The beads, the records,
all the calls, and the drinks alone.

It's a bad day.
2 miles to go.
It's a bad day.
You're my medicine.

You'll say, "You're not too tired for this life,
and it's not gonna matter if you fall down twice.
You're not too tired for this life, and it's not gonna matter if you fall
down twice.
You're not too tired for this life,
and it's not gonna matter if you fall down twice.

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