Song Lyrics

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.

Ani Difranco

The duration of Tiptoe is 0:36 minutes and seconds.