Throwing Stones - Paula Cole

So call me a bitch in heat and

I call you a liar

And we’ll throw stones until we’re dead

There you go again you cut me off from talkin'

You bask in the glory

The center of the circle

All the friends think you’re a fuckin' comedian

So kind and generous

But i am suffering

Away from here

I wanna be

Away from here

Away from here

Away from every little thing I have

Every little thing

I used to love your every little every little thing

Now you call me a bitch in heat and

I call you a liar

And we’ll throw stones until we’re dead

You’re the puppeteer and i’m the puppet

You manipulate me with your real catholic shit

Everytime i try to talk it through

You turn it around and make us out like david and goliath

Away from here

I wanna be

Away from here

Away from here

Away from every little thing I have

Every little thing

I used to love your every little every little thing

Now you call me a bitch in heat and

I call you a liar

And we’ll throw stones until we’re dead

Your arms beneath me

You’re lying inside me

I used to love your every little every little thing

Your eyes grews stars

Your hand in my purse

And now i hate your every little everything

Oh mama

I didn’t know life was this hard

Oh mama

My innocence has been tarred

My inner vision, dulled and darkened

I give myself away to you

I felt my sorrow humble me

And throw my crown upon the ground

It’s you i hope for

And us i pray for

And me that i believed that was wrong

And now my anger is my best friend

Be careful i may bite your head off

Liar

So call me a bitch in heat and

I’ll call you a liar

And we’ll throw stones until we’re dead

So call me a bitch in heat and

I’ll call you a mother fucker

And we’ll throw stones until we’re dead