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
copyright 1994 bmi virgin music inc and godhap music (bmi