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You Owe Me Nothing In Return
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de Alanis Morissette
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I'll give you countless amounts of outright
Acceptance if you it
I will give you encouragement to choose
The path you want if you need it
You can of and doubts
Your fears and freak outsand I'll hold it
You can share your so shame filled accounts
Of times in your life and I won't judge it
(And there are no strings attached to it)
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me for caring the way that I
I give you for receiving, it's my privilege
And you owe me nothing in return
You can ask for for yourself
And only yourself and I'll grant it
You can ask for freedom as well
Or time to travel and you'll have it
You can ask to by yourself
Or love someone else and I'll support it
You can ask for anything you want
Anything at all and I'll understand it.
(And there are no strings attached to it)
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you thanks for receiving, it's my privilege
And you owe me nothing in
I bet you're wondering when
The next payback shoe eventually drop
I bet you're wondering my conditional police
Will force you to cough up
I bet you're wondering how far
You have now danced your way back into debt
This is the only kind of love, as I understand it
That there really is
You can express your deepest of
Even if it means I'll lose you and I'll hear it
You can fall into the abyss
On your way to your bliss, I'll
You can say that you'll have to town
To chase your passion and I'll it
You can even hit rock bottom
Have a mid-life crisis and I'll hold it
(And there are no strings attached to it)
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you thanks for receiving, it's my privilege
And you owe me in return
You owe me for giving the love that I
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you for receiving, it's my privilege
And you owe me nothing in return
Acceptance if you it
I will give you encouragement to choose
The path you want if you need it
You can of and doubts
Your fears and freak outsand I'll hold it
You can share your so shame filled accounts
Of times in your life and I won't judge it
(And there are no strings attached to it)
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me for caring the way that I
I give you for receiving, it's my privilege
And you owe me nothing in return
You can ask for for yourself
And only yourself and I'll grant it
You can ask for freedom as well
Or time to travel and you'll have it
You can ask to by yourself
Or love someone else and I'll support it
You can ask for anything you want
Anything at all and I'll understand it.
(And there are no strings attached to it)
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you thanks for receiving, it's my privilege
And you owe me nothing in
I bet you're wondering when
The next payback shoe eventually drop
I bet you're wondering my conditional police
Will force you to cough up
I bet you're wondering how far
You have now danced your way back into debt
This is the only kind of love, as I understand it
That there really is
You can express your deepest of
Even if it means I'll lose you and I'll hear it
You can fall into the abyss
On your way to your bliss, I'll
You can say that you'll have to town
To chase your passion and I'll it
You can even hit rock bottom
Have a mid-life crisis and I'll hold it
(And there are no strings attached to it)
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you thanks for receiving, it's my privilege
And you owe me in return
You owe me for giving the love that I
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you for receiving, it's my privilege
And you owe me nothing in return
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