Abc's

you won't find me here
 i'm far away ... far away
 and even though i'm lying here
 i'm far away ... far away
 riding on my bicycle
 my heart's up in the air
 i'm everywhere
 i know i'm beautiful
 your wedding ring and pants are on the floor
 they are not real ... i do not feel you
 you're scaring me ... you lock the door
 i made a deal ... my lips are sealed
 stop calling out my name
 you are taking me away
 i am ashamed
 now i know my abcs
 next time there'll be less of me
 now there are words like estrogen and wrinkling
 middle age women
 a mirror woes ... where she been
 so far away ... so yesterday
 a voice was left behind ... a ghost ... a girl
 singing
 if i am an oyster shell ... well ... where's the pearl
 i know my abcs
 there'll be no next time for me