I know you pictured her
A lot more beautiful, her
A lot frailer, her
I know you'd like her better
If she was another age
A lot wiser
I know he'd have wanted to satisfy you so much
And to please you
I've put my skirts and my temper away
Nothing helped
I'm not her
That's what's bothering you
I'm not the one
You wanted him to love
I know you saw her
As more traditional, her
As less temperamental, her
I know you sae her
As more obedient
As less insolent
I know he'd have wanted to satisfy you so much
For you, his flesh
He left us, me and my temper
There's nothing left to do
I'm not her
That's what's bothering you
I'm not the one
You wanted him to love