Lyrics - Paroles de chansons

These are the thoughts that go through my head
In my backyard on a Sunday afternoon
When I have the house to myself and i'm not
Expending all that energy on fighting with my boyfriend

Is he the one that I will marry ?
Why is it so hard to be objective about myself ?
Why do I feel cellularly alone ?
Am I supposed to live in this crazy city ?
Can blindly continued fear induced regurgitated life-denying
Tradition be overcome ?

Where does the money go that I send to those in need ?
If we have so much why do some people have nothing still ?
Why do I feel frantic when I first wake up in the morning ?
Why do you say you are spiritual
Yet you treat people like shit ?

How can you say you're close to god
And yet you talk behind my back as though I am not
A part of you? why do I say I'm fine when it's
Obvious I'm not? why's it so hard to tell you what I want ?
Why can't you just read my mind ?

Why do I fear that the quieter I am the less you will listen ?
Why do I care whether you like me or not ?
Why is it so hard for me to be angry ?
Why is it such work to stay conscious and so easy to get stuck
And not the other way around ?

Will I ever move back to canada ?
Can I be with a lover with whom I am a student and a master?
Why am I encouraged to shut my mouth when it gets too close to home?
Why cannot I live in the moment ?