I'm a wanted woman for another man's crimenWith the usual ghosts foggin' up on my mindnI was in the wrong place at the wrong timenWith a hearty spill and a little crooked wirennI'm a big-mouth introvert, a stretch mark thighnI'm a sick-head looking for a band-aidnI'm a goodness kind of your lemonadenWith a bullet proof hat for my memory brigadennI know I'll feel the mostnThe fury vanishes as I'm shaking off my grave clothesnnNever was a girl to hide from herself but I got my boxes of distractionsnWhat I love so much 'bout America is there's still a sweetness in reactionsnAnd you know I'm doing everything I cannI have been your woman and have tried to be your mannMy hands are open and my prayers are widenThe river's flowing like my growing childnnI know I'll feel the mostnThe fury vanishes as I'm shaking off my grave clothesnnAnd all the bravery it takes to love younAll the maybes I have to knownAll the bravery it takes to love younnNow I'll clean out my closetnThat the page is white and the black sure pouring out my fingersnI am every color of a comet's nightnI'm an open door to every strangernTo every strangernnI know I'll feel the mostnThe fury vanishes as I'm shaking herenI know I'll feel the mostnThe fury vanishes as I'm shaking herenYou know I'll feel the mostnThe fury vanishes as I'm shaking off my grave clothes