You want me to steep myself in your fantasy Like a bag of tea But I am not a bag of tea. I cannot make your dull story any more tasteful I cannot be the woman of your dreams. I will not make you any better Because I am not a bag of tea. Soak me in scalding water I refuse to let myself go I refuse to let anything seep I am bitter and sheltered And certainly not your cup of tea I cannot soothe you to sleep Or give you the energy you need I will not nurse you back to health, becoming your new home remedy **Because I am not a bag of tea.