Tiptoe Lyrics - Not A Pretty Girl - Ani Difranco

Tiptoeing through the used condoms 

Strewn on the piers of the westside highway 

Sunset behind the skyline of Jersey 

Walking toward the water 

With a fetus holding court in my gut 

My body hijacked 

My tits swollen and sore 

The river has more colors at sunset 

Than my sock drawer ever dreamed of 

I could wake up screaming sometimes 

But I don't 

I could step off the end of this pier 

But I got shit to do 

And an appointment on Tuesday 

To shed uninvited blood and tissue 

I'll miss you 

I say to the water, to the son or daughter 

I thought better of 

I could fall in love with Jersey at sunset 

But I leave the view to the rats 

And tiptoe 

Back.