Interpret:

Alanis Morissette

Album:

Flavors of Entaglament, DELUXE EDITION

Me, and my helmet such an un-conventional kid
 All intense and kinetic, at best tolerated from afar
 Not yet arrested, and by that I mean betrothed
 though a start I am newly courted
 I’ve just not been trusted with alters 


I’m a sweet piece of work, well intentioned yet disturbed
 wrongly label-ed and under-fed, treated like a rose as an orchid 


My friends, as they weigh in, get understandably protective
 They have a hard time being objective
 So inside we cancel each other out 


I’m a sweet piece of work, well intentioned and unloved
 unlabeled and misunderstood, treated like a rose as an orchid 


You’ve brought water to me, making sure my bloom rebounds
 you know best of what my special care allows 


So I’ve lived in my blind spot
 thought myself usual when I’m not
 and your garden is a nice spot
 as long as it is brave and where you are 


For this sweet piece of work, high maintenance and deserted
 I’ve been different and deserving, treated like a rose as an orchid
 Sweet piece of work, overwhelmed un-observed
 I’ve been bowed down to but so misread
 treated like a rose as an orchid