Numbness (live) by Tori Amos
He knows I lied once, they heard.
The lions flown the nest, for his love is gone, and he gave her,
There's always one drop left, but, you forget,
I'm not your daughter, nor will I wear your mother’s dress.
So it is, take the field and, take the field and,
For a war would be much more fun if there is numbness.