NATALIE REBECCA LOVEJOY
"The Way the Story Goes" (Eve's Song)
I WANTED IT –
DIDN’T CARE ABOUT THE CONSEQUENCE.
LOOKED SO DAMN GOOD
THAT I TOSSED ASIDE MY COMMON SENSE.
I NEEDED IT –
STRONGEST IMPULSE THAT I EVER HAD.
FELT SO NATURAL
‘CAUSE IT’S IN MY NATURE TO BE BAD.
IT WAS CRISP AND SWEET AND DRIBBLED DOWN MY CHIN,
I SQUEALED IN DELIGHT AND REVELED IN THE SIN,
AND THE WORLD WOULD NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN.
NO ONE ASKED, SO NO ONE KNOWS.
NOW IT’S JUST THE WAY THE STORY GOES.
IT’S AN EXPOSÉ THAT REALLY FLOWS,
SO IT’S THE WAY THE STORY GOES AND GOES.
But you’re too smart to believe hearsay.
LETS GET BACK TO FACTS:
I WAS JUST THERE CHILLIN’ WHEN THIS SNAKE
TOLD ME ‘BOUT THIS TREE
AND HOW I’M ‘BOUT TO MAKE A BIG MISTAKE
IF I FLAKE ON MAKIN’ DINNER
FROM WHAT’S HANGIN’ ON IT’S VINE.
GOD SAID IT WAS TOXIC, BUT HE WAS LYIN’.
NO, INSTEAD, I’D BE LIKE GOD,
WITH ALL THE POWER TO DISCERN
BAD FROM GOOD, WANT FROM SHOULD, SALVE FROM BURN.
AND I THOUGHT THAT’S PROB’BLY SOMETHIN’ I SHOULD LEARN.
THEN SUDDENLY I’M NAKED HEAD TO TOES,
AND ALL HUMANITY IS PAYIN’ THROUGH THE NOSE.
FLAMINE, PLAUGES, AND ENDLESS WOES,
THERE’S NO REPRIEVE AND NO REPOSE.
YOU CAN’T DENY ALL THE DATA SHOWS
I’M THE ONE TO BLAME FOR HOW THE STORY GOES.
HEAVEN’S LOST ‘CAUSE OF WHAT I CHOSE,
BUT ONLY HEAVEN KNOWS HOW IT REALLY GOES.
I’D LIKE TO GIVE YOU MY PERSONAL INTERPRETATION
BUT I COULDN’T POSSIBLY DO IT JUSTICE
IN A ONE-VERSE SUMMATION
‘CAUSE AFTER I DIED IT ALL REALLY BEGAN:
THE REAL TEMPTATION, REAL DAMNATION,
THE REAL RISE AND FALL AND REVELATION.
Now, they are right about one thing: what’s inside this house is not for the faint of heart. Those who enter, never return to the world the same. And it’s true, you have seen me already in hundreds of enticing incarnations...
In the Party Girl.
The Bohemian.
The Temptress.
The Madwoman.
The Courtesan and the Brothel Madam.
The Outlaw and the Witch.
The Showgirl and the Sex-Symbol.
The Divorcee; the Other Woman.
The Prostitute Who Ran for President.
And the one who contains us all: The Sinful Woman.
IT’S THE SAME OLD LIFE IN DIFFERENT CLOTHES,
A FAMILIAR PLOT WITH DIFFERENT PROSE.
SOMEONE PAYS AND SOMEONE OWES,
ISN’T THAT THE WAY IT ALWAYS GOES?
LOVER LEAVES AND RUMOR GROWS,
BUT NO ONE EVER ASKS, SO NO ONE EVER KNOWS.
RECORD HIGHS MEET RECORD LOWS
ALL BECAUSE I COULDN'T HOLD A POSE.
CENTURIES START AND CENTURIES CLOSE,
BUT IT NEVER ENDS, AND IT NEVER SLOWS.
THERE'S NO REPRIEVE AND NO REPOSE,
AND NOW HEAVEN'S LOST FROM WHAT I CHOSE,
AND CHOSE AND CHOSE AND CHOSE....
BUT I THINK IT’S TIME
THAT EVERYBODY KNOWS.
I THINK YOU’RE READY NOW,
SO HERE IT GOES...
