These Are The Thoughts Alanis Morissette

[Verse 1]
These are the thoughts that go through my head
In my backyard on a Sunday afternoon
When I have the house to myself
And I'm not expending all that energy
On fighting with my boyfriend

[Verse 2]
Is he the one that I will marry?
And why is it so hard to be objective about myself?
Why do I feel cellularly alone?
Am I supposed to live in this crazy city?
Can blindly continued fear-induced
Regurgitated life-denying tradition be overcome?

[Verse 3]
Where does the money go that I send to those in need?
If we have so much why do some people have nothing still?
Why do I feel frantic when I first wake up in the morning?
Why do you say you are spiritual yet you treat people like shit?

[Verse 4]
How can you say you're close to God
And yet you talk behind my back as though I am not a part of you?
Why do I say I'm fine when it's obvious I am not?
Why is it so hard to tell you what I want?
Why can't you just read my mind?