i had guards like watchdogs

dogs in a manger

i could feel the protection

possession and anger

and i drove out of there

with no on behind me

feeling funny and free

all you pretty pretenders

negligent vendors

aren't you precious inside

i have no need for anger

with intimate strangers

and i got nothing to hide

yeah



i laughed as i said it

this is my situation

it's not pictures or privilege

it's just self preservation

i don't want you to feel

any obligation

it feels so funny to be free

all you pretty pretenders

negligent vendors

aren't you precious inside

i have no need for anger

with intimate strangers

and i got nothing to hide



we act empty and innocent

but we are fueled by distortions

(i remember you)

of lives led in discontent

(when we were shiny and new)

trading misfortunes

(now you guard your faith)

cause faith is one thing

that is hard to deliver

(temper your speed)

it feels so funny to be free



all you pretty pretenders

negligent vendors

aren't you precious inside

i have no need for anger

with intimate strangers

and i got nothing to hide

i got nothing to hide



all of us aren't we

pretty pretenders

negligent vendors

aren't we precious inside

i have no need for anger

with intimate strangers

and i got nothing to hide

i got nothing to hide



I had guards like watchdogs

dogs in a manger

(i remember you)





words and music amy ray

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