“It’s Not” Aimee Mann

I keep going round and round on the same old circuit
A wire travels underground to a vacant lot
Where something I can’t see interrupts the current
And shrinks the picture down to a tiny dot
And from behind the screen it can look so perfect
But it’s not

So here I’m sitting in my car at the same old stop light
I keep waiting for a change, but I don’t know what
So red turns into green turning into yellow
But I’m just frozen here in the same old spot
And all I have to do is to press the pedal
But I’m not

People are tricky- you can’t afford to show
Anything risky, anything they don’t know
The moment you try, kiss it goodbye

So baby, kiss me like a drug, like a respirator
And let me fall into the dream of the astronaut
For I’ll get lost in space that goes on forever
And you may call the rest just an afterthought
And I’ll believe it’s you could make it better
Though it’s not
No, it’s not

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