growing up it was just me and my mom

against the world

and all my sympathies were with her

when i was a little girl

but now i've seen both my parents

play out the hands they were dealt

and as each year goes by

i know more about how my father must have felt



i just want you to understand

that i know what all the fighting was for

and i just want you to understand

that i'm not angry anymore

i'm not angry anymore



she taught me how to wage a cold war

with quiet charm

but i just want to walk

through my life unarmed

to accept and just get by

like my father learned to do

but without all the acceptance and getting by

that got my father through



night falls like people into love

we generate our own light

to compensate

for the lack of light from above

every time we fight

a cold wind blows our way



but we learn like the trees

how to bend

how to sway and say



i, i think i understand

what all this fighting is for

and baby, i just want you to understand

that i'm not angry anymore

no, i'm not angry anymore