Sunday, November 13, 2011

Let me hold your crown, babe


King of Anything
Sara Bareilles

Keep drinking coffee
Stare me down across the table
While I look outside

So many things I'd say if only I were able
But I just keep quiet
And count the cars that pass by

You've got opinions, man
We're all entitled to 'em
But I never asked

So let me thank you for your time
And try not to waste any more of mine
Get out of here fast

I hate to break it to you, babe
But I'm not drowning
There's no one here to save

Who cares if you disagree
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So, you dare tell me who to be?
Who died
And made you king of anything?

You sound so innocent
All full of good intent
Swear you know best

But you expect me to
Jump up on board with you
And ride off into your delusional sunset

I'm not the one who's lost
With no direction
But you'll never see

You're so busy making maps
With my name on them in all caps
You've got the talking down, just not the listening

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So, you dare tell me who to be?
Who died
And made you king of anything?

All my life
I've tried
To make everybody happy while I
Just hurt
And hide
Waiting for someone to tell me
It's my turn to decide

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So, you dare tell me who to be?
Who died
And made you king of anything?

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So, you dare tell me who to be?
Who died
And made you king of anything?

Let me hold your crown, babe


Ever have a song that became a kind of anthem for you? That's what this song is for me. I listen to it on repeat. I dance around my apartment and sing along to it. If I had to pick a theme song that would play whenever I entered a room I think I would have to pick this one. Not because I totally don't care what anyone thinks of me, but because every time I listen to I'm reminded that I don't have to care what everyone else thinks of me. As lame as that sounds, it's something I'm still figuring out. Although, I've gotten a lot better lately. Some of my friends back home would probably be a little bit surprised to see me out here.

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