Texty: Alanis Morissette. Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie. Your Congratulations.

I wouldn't have compromised as much
So much of myself for fear of
Having you hating me
And I would've sung so loudly
It would've cracked myself

And I became self conscious
Of anything exuberant
I wouldn't have sold myself short
I wouldn't have kept my eyes
Glued to the ground

If I had've known my invisibility
Would not make a difference
I would've run around screamin' proudly
At the top of my voice
Ohh aaah
Ohh aaah aaah

I wouldn't have said it was in fact luck
I'm talking idealism here
I would not have been so self depricating
And I wouldn't have cowered
For fear of having my eyes scratched out

I woundn't have cut my comfort off
I wouldn't have feigned needlessness
And I would not have discredited
Everyone of their compliments
It was your approval I wanted
Your congratulations
Ohhh aaah ohh