Samara O'Shea

Putting the Damage On

Remember yesterday when I said: “I’m sure I’ll encounter much worse in future.” Little did I know that it would come so soon. I found out this morning that a man I used to date (very much wanted to be with exclusively) is engaged. It came out of left field—I didn’t know he was in a relationship with anyone. I’m trying so hard to be happy for him . . . it’s just hard not to be sad for me.

I know that this too shall pass. I just hope I can handle the period inbetween the passing with grace.

This is how I feel . . .

Putting the Damage On
by Tori Amos
(this song makes so much more sense as a song. . .so download if you have a chance.)

glue
stuck to my shoes
does anyone know why you play with an orange rind
you say you packed my things
and divided what was mine
you’re off to the mountain top
i say her skinny legs could use sun
but now i’m wishing
for my best impression
of my best angie dickinson
but now i’ve got to worry
cause boy you still look pretty
when you’re putting the damage on

don’t make me scratch on you door
i never left you
for a banjo
i only just turned around for a poodle
and a corvette
and my impression
of my best angie dickinson
but now i’ve got to worry
’cause boy you still look pretty
when you’re putting the damage on

i’m trying not to move
it’s just your ghost
passing through
i said
i’m trying not to move
it’s just your ghost passing through
it’s just your ghost
passing through
and now
i’m quite sure
there’s a light in your platoon
i never seen a light move
like yours
can do to me
so now i’m wishing
for my best impression
of my best angie dickinson
but now i’ve got to worry
’cause boy you still look pretty
to me, but i’ve got a place to go
i’ve got a ticket to your late show
and i’m worrying cause even still
you sure are pretty
when you’re putting the damage on
yes
when you’re putting the damage on
you’re just so pretty
when you’re putting the damage on