Who knew you could be so stupid?
Who knew I could have wrapped myself into
A fantasy of never gonna happen.
I told myself in Chicago, in Chicago
Now I kick myself and wish I had been wiser.

Brown soy sauced rice
Bitter eyes
But everyone says, I put so much good going into the world
A witness to your life, I can't help but long for.

Everything costs me $15, barely got that $15 to spare
But I sit and eat lunch with the big dogs
They can eat their pricey ricotta and 7 dollar bagels
But I sip a cheap cappuccino
Everyone tells me--broke is a temporary state.

We gotta fill this table with art
Wait hold on, shut up, we gotta go through the list
You bring the forks, I'll bring the knives
I plan the biggest party this city has ever seen
While I wish I could shake some sense into you.
But I can't and don't even want you
Anymore.

If you can't soak up my past
If you can't kiss the wounds
I pour onto any canvas I can find
Don't ever bother, calling me.

Is it the blue eyes?
Or the way I despise and play tricks
On every man, I think will leave.
But I chug green tea,
Do myself a favor
A whirlwind until the windy city.

You will find him,
You need a powerhouse--like you
You need someone who sees your brilliance
Someone who is in awe of you
Your essence
Beautiful folks whisper and dance
Around me, telling me
Thank you for showing me, it ain't you.

But
We got some pretty, big things
I rolled and kissed and expressed
With my paint brush
Can't let anything slow me down.

I need to do about 500 things
Hours passing by so fast
Lets be on our way to okay
Flashes of moments that I thought meant so much
I thought you might be a mirage.

Maybe, maybe
You and all the men before you
Maybe right now
I need to see only mirages
Because the green and gold beaded shawl
Is within *me