I'm Easy
I'm easy
I'm easy to please
Easily amused
But I'm working hard at getting you back
I'm easy
I don't ask for much
Don't demand or intrude
But I refuse to let you walk out without a fight
I've made fruitless attempts to impose my own will
Represented the vile, reprehensible, yet still
I'm reminded of ideas and images of ill-fated love
Summoned archaic symbols, mythological beasts
Felt the crippling hunger
Stayed in bed for a week
I thought of killing you slowly
All while my love for you increased
No, I could never hurt you
Still, call a priest
Cause lately my pain is the result of my own hand
From the welts on my back
To my need to understand
How, for some vague simpleton
You could leave your pastoral man
I'm easy
I'm easy to please
Easily amused
But I'm working hard at getting you back
Now there's a distinct deviation between faith and trust
But sometimes little separation
Between loving and lust
And while we once had it all
The latter went bust
(At least for one of us)
So, you cut it all down like dead branches from a tree
'Til ugly and bare, you chopped down the whole thing
And the stump that remained
You turned it into a seat
Now we may never be more than two bodiless feet
But, I wanna grow legs again
Tongues in our mouths
Hair on our skin
Well I may seem difficult
But if you let me back in
You'll see
I'm easy
I'm easy to please
I'm easy to please
Easily amused
But I'm working hard at getting you back
I'm easy
I don't ask for much
Don't demand or intrude
But I refuse to let you walk out without a fight
I've made fruitless attempts to impose my own will
Represented the vile, reprehensible, yet still
I'm reminded of ideas and images of ill-fated love
Summoned archaic symbols, mythological beasts
Felt the crippling hunger
Stayed in bed for a week
I thought of killing you slowly
All while my love for you increased
No, I could never hurt you
Still, call a priest
Cause lately my pain is the result of my own hand
From the welts on my back
To my need to understand
How, for some vague simpleton
You could leave your pastoral man
I'm easy
I'm easy to please
Easily amused
But I'm working hard at getting you back
Now there's a distinct deviation between faith and trust
But sometimes little separation
Between loving and lust
And while we once had it all
The latter went bust
(At least for one of us)
So, you cut it all down like dead branches from a tree
'Til ugly and bare, you chopped down the whole thing
And the stump that remained
You turned it into a seat
Now we may never be more than two bodiless feet
But, I wanna grow legs again
Tongues in our mouths
Hair on our skin
Well I may seem difficult
But if you let me back in
You'll see
I'm easy
I'm easy to please
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Writer(s): Jonathan Lorentz
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