The Story Lyrics - Ani Difranco - Ani Difranco

I would have returned your greeting 

If it weren't for the way you were looking at me 

This street is not a market 

And I am not a commodity 

Don't you find it sad that we can't even say hello 

'Cause you're a man and I'm a woman 

And the sun is getting low 

There are some places that I can't go 

As a woman I can't go there 

And as a person I don't care 

I don't go for the 'Hey baby, what's your name?' 

And I'd alone thank you just the same 

I am up again against the skin of my guitar 

In the window of my life looking out through the bars 

I am sounding out the silence avoiding all the words 

I'm afraid I've said too much, I'm afraid of who has heard me 

My father, he told me the story and it was true for his time 

But now the story's different, maybe I should tell him mine 

All the girls line up here, all the boys on the other side 

I see your ranks are advancing, I see mine are left behind 

I am up again against the skin of my guitar 

In the window of my life looking out through the bars 

I am sounding out the silence avoiding all the words 

I'm afraid I can never say enough, I'm afraid no one has heard me 

And despite all the balls that I've been thrown 

And forced to drop on the social totem pole 

I'm preciously close to the top 

They put you in your place and they tell you to behave 

But no one can be free until we're all on even grade 

And I would have returned your greeting 

If it weren't for the way you were looking at me