Texty: Sinead Oconnor. The Emperor's New Clothes.

It seems like years since you held the baby
While I wrecked the bedroom
You said it was dangerous after Sunday
And I knew you loved me

He thinks I just became famous
And that's what messed me up
But he's wrong, how could I possibly know what I want
When I was only twenty-one?

And there's millions of people
To offer advice and say how I should be
But they're twisted and they will never be
Any influence on me but you will always be
You will always be

If I treated you mean
I really didn't mean to
But you know how it is
And how a pregnancy can change you

I see plenty of clothes that I like
But I won't go anywhere nice for a while
All I want to do is just sit here
And write it all down and rest for a while

I can't bear to be in another city
One where you are not
I would return to nothing without you
If I'm your girlfriend or not

Maybe, I was mean
But I really don't think so
You asked if I'm scared
And I said so

Everyone can see what's going on
They laugh 'cause they know they're untouchable
Not because what I said was wrong

Whatever it may bring
I will live by my own policies
I will sleep with a clear conscience
I will sleep in peace

Maybe, it sounds mean
But I really don't think so
You asked for the truth
And I told you

Through their own words
They will be exposed
And they got a severe case of
The Emperor's new clothes

The Emperor's new clothes
Emperor's new clothes
The Emperor's new clothes