Songtexte: Tori Amos. Siren.

You know you're n-n-n gonna lie to you... but in your own way.
You know you're n-n-n gonna lie to you... but in your own way.
And I lie some other time only to do in, an' you say, come on,

Know... know too well... Know the chill...
Know she breaks my Siren.
Know... teenage flesh... Know the chill...
Know she breaks my Siren.
Know I know the chill... know... aya...


Never was one for a prissy girl.
Coquette, call in for an ambulance.
Reach high- doesn't mean she's holy-
Just means she's got a cellular handy.
Almost brave, almost pregnant, almost in love-
In... love... vanilla... vanilla...


Babe, I'm... been... in... me a lot, hey...
An you know you're gonna lie to you... but in your own way.
An you know you're gonna lie to you... an in your own way.
An you don't need the light on to guide you through,
The Southern Lands. I go, say it, go, yes.


Know... know too well... Know the chill...
Know she breaks my Siren.
Know... teenage flesh... Know the chill...
Know she breaks my Siren.


I never was one for a prissy girl.
Croquette, call in for an ambulance.
Reach high- doesn't mean she's holy-
Just means she's got a cellular handy.
Almost brave, almost pregnant, almost in love-
In... love... vanilla... yes...


Never was one for a prissy girl.
Croquette, call in for an Ambulance.
Reach high- doesn't mean she's holy-
Just means she's got a cellular handy.
Almost brave, almost pregnant, almost in love-
In... love... vanilla... say again, yes.

Never was one for a prissy girl.
Croquette, call in for an Ambulance.
Reach high- doesn't mean she's holy-
Just means she's got a cellular handy.
Almost brave, almost pregnant, almost in love-
In... love... vanilla... vanilla...
Aym (aym) aym... (aym) aym... (hmm) hi.