You're trying not to shout You're trying not to shout you're not doing well From lower than the ground Came from lower than the ground And that's why we fell No you're not your mother's daughter No you're not your mother's daughter That didn't go over well Maybe I should soften up my words I said to give em hell I didn't say to test it on me first Ah sitting picking flowers in the garden of Eden While my mind is slowly wasting away Ah wind is slowly blowing While the birds and the bees Hum their hymns and their songs to say And I don't know what any of it means And lately everything is as it seems I dare you to fool me now You know me too well to come clean I thought you were a blessing or a gift I should have known better but I didn't I should have known better but I didn't No you're not your mother's daughter No you're not your mother's daughter Ah sitting picking flowers in the garden of Eden While my mind is slowly wasting away Ah wind is slowly blowing While the birds and the bees Hum their hymns and their songs to say And I don't know what any of it means And lately everything is as it seems I dare you to fool me now You know me too well to come clean I thought you were a blessing or a gift I should have known better but I didn't I should have known better but I didn't I wish you stayed part of the crowd The crowd The crowd (And I don't know what any of it means) (And lately everything is at it seems) The crowd (I dare you to fool me now) (You know me too well to come clean) The crowd (I thought you were a blessing or a gift) (I should have known better but I didn't) The crowd (I should have known better but I didn't) The crowd I wish you stayed part of the crowd