Does Not Suffice Joanna Newsom

[Verse 1]
I will pack all my pretty dresses
I will box up my high-heeled shoes
A sparkling ring for every finger
I'll put away and hide from view

[Verse 2]
Coats of bouclé, jacquard and cashmere
Cartouche and tweed, all silver-shot
And everything that could remind you
Of how easy I was not

[Verse 3]
I'll tuck away my gilded buttons
I'll bind my silks in shapeless bales
Wrap it all on up in reams of tissue
And then I'll kiss you, sweet, farewell

[Verse 4]
You saw me rise to our occasion
And so deny the evidence
Caused me to burn and twist and grimace against you
Like something caught on a barbed wire fence

[Verse 5]
Now you can see me fall back here, redoubled
Full bewildered and amazed
I have gotten into some terrible trouble
Beneath your blank and rinsing gaze