Wednesday, October 22, 2008

not ready to make nice

Not Ready to Make Nice
by Dixie Chicks

Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I’m not sure I could

They say time heals everything

But I’m still waiting

Some people should stop bitching about me, I'm through being patient
I’m through with doubt

There’s nothing left for me to figure out

I’ve paid a price

And I’ll keep paying
And stop pretending in front of others,
I’m not ready to make nice

I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell
And
I don’t have time
To go round and round and round

It’s too late to make it right

I probably wouldn’t if I could

‘Cause I’m mad as hell

Can’t bring myself to do
what it is you think I should

Fishing sympathy out of nothing, I do think that's pretty pathetic


I know you said

Can’t you just get over it

It turned my whole world around

And I kind of like it

Forget physical injuries, who is there to nurse my emotional wounds?

I made my bed
And I sleep like a baby

With no regrets and
I don’t mind sayin’

It’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her

Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger

And how in the world can the words that I said

Send somebody so over the edge

That they’d write me a letter

Sayin’ that I better shut up and sing

Or my life will be over

Leave me some dignity and stop acting like you care
I’m not ready to make nice

I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and

I don’t have time
To go round and round and round

It’s too late to make it right

I probably wouldn’t if I could

Cause I’m mad as hell

Can’t bring myself to do
what it is you think I should

For I've seen it all, and I do feel sorry for the people who fell for it
I’m not ready to make nice

I’m not ready to back down

I’m still mad as hell and

I don’t have time
to go round and round and round

It’s too late to make it right

I probably wouldn’t if I could

‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do
what it is you think I should
I know why help was given because they are the same kind of humans
Forgive, sounds good

Forget, I’m not sure I could

They say time heals everything

But I’m still waiting

There is no excuse for incompetence, especially when the initiative is not there.
P/s: I can't think of a better way to express myself. Many thanks to those who lent their ears, (and knees) to shake me up from my dream. I love you guys.

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