Light of Some Kind by Ani DiFranco, from the album "Not a Pretty Girl"

Wish I didn't have this nervous laugh
Wish I didn't say half the stuff I say
Wish I could just learn to cover my tracks
Guess I'm not concerned enough with getting away with it
'Cause every time I try to hold my tongue
it slips like a fish from the line
They say if you're gonna play, you should learn to play dumb
Guess I can't bring myself to waste your time

'Cause we both know what I've been doing
Yes, I've been intentionally bad at lying
You're the only one I've ever let see through me
And I hope you believe me when I say I'm trying
And I hope I never improve my game
I would rather have these things weigh on my mind
'Cause at the end of this tunnel of guilt and shame
there must be a light of some kind

Must've blown a fuse or something, 'cause
it was so dark in my mind
She came up to me with the sweetest face
and she was holding a light of some kind
And I still think of you as my boyfriend
I don't think this is the end of the world
Maybe you should follow my example
and go meet yourself a really nice girl

'Cause we both know what I've been doing
I've been intentionally bad at lying
You're the only boy I've ever let see through me
And I hope you believe me when I say I'm trying
And I hope I never improve my game
I would rather have these things weigh on my mind
'cause at the end of this tunnel of guilt and shame
there must be a light of some kind
I want a light of some kind

In the end the whole world comes down to just a few people
For you, it comes down to one
But nobody ever asked me if I thought I could be
everything to someone
There's a crowd of people harbored in every person
There are so many roles that we play
And you've decided to love me for eternity
I'm still deciding who I want to be today

We both know what I've been doing
Yes, I've been intentionally bad at lying
You're the only boy I'll ever let see through me
And I hope you believe me when I say I'm trying
And I hope I never improve my game
I would rather have these things weigh on my mind
'cause at the end of this tunnel of guilt and shame
there must be a light of some kind

follow me home