(Music/Lyrics: J.Chow); All instruments/vocals: J.Chow; Produced by Julie Chow; Recorded between January 23 and May 30, 2008 in Singapore and San Francisco, CA
Are you just a little mad that wouldn't bow down to kiss your toes
Are you just a little mad that I wouldn't give you idolatry
Are you just a little mad that they made me the queen
But la, la, la, this life is, this life is but a dream
I'm not here to fight your war
You can put up your fists, but I'll walk out of the ring
I'd rather hurt you with equality than temerity
La, la, la, shoot your, shoot your arrows at me
I'm not trying to be taunting or daunting
Are you just a little mad that your plan backfired toward your own behind
Are you just a little mad that I wouldn't do nothing to retaliate
Could you draw a bloody rose where the dormouse wakes to find his nose
Or are you gonna throw your clothes, so dirty that I would suppose
La, la, la, you draw enemy lines where I do not drink
You draw enemy lines where I, where I do not see
In this game of duck and hide
You ask me to put 'em up and fight
But I'm just trying to get through life
I'm not trying to give you strife
An eye for an eye will turn the whole world blind but you
You twist the knife a little bit deeper