[Verse 1]
You wanna make me sick, you wanna lick my wounds, don't you, baby?
You want the badge of honour when you save my hide
But you're the one in the way of the day of doom, baby
If you need my shame to reclaim your pride
[Chorus]
And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
I never did anything to you, man
But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies
So call me crazy, hold me down
Make me cry, get off now, baby
It won't be long till you'll be lying limp in your own hands
[Verse 2]
You feed the beast I have within me
You wave the red flag, baby, you make it run, run, run
Standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning
You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun
[Chorus]
And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
I never did anything to you, man
But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies
So call me crazy, hold me down
Make me cry, get off now, baby
It won't be long till you'll be lying limp in your own hands
You wanna make me sick, you wanna lick my wounds, don't you, baby?
You want the badge of honour when you save my hide
But you're the one in the way of the day of doom, baby
If you need my shame to reclaim your pride
[Chorus]
And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
I never did anything to you, man
But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies
So call me crazy, hold me down
Make me cry, get off now, baby
It won't be long till you'll be lying limp in your own hands
[Verse 2]
You feed the beast I have within me
You wave the red flag, baby, you make it run, run, run
Standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning
You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun
[Chorus]
And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
I never did anything to you, man
But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies
So call me crazy, hold me down
Make me cry, get off now, baby
It won't be long till you'll be lying limp in your own hands
[Chorus]
And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
I never did anything to you, man
But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies
So call me crazy, hold me down
Make me cry, get off now, baby
It won't be long till you'll be lying limp in your own hands
And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
I never did anything to you, man
But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies
So call me crazy, hold me down
Make me cry, get off now, baby
It won't be long till you'll be lying limp in your own hands
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Genius Annotation
“Limp”, the third track on 1999’s When the Pawn… . Limp is about a woman who’s fed up with her lover gaslighting her. Gaslighting is a term for one person invalidating the complaints of another by calling them irrational or crazy.
Limp specifically refers to a man who wants a “damsel in distress” he wants to be the hero to. In these kinds of a relationships, a man will upset a woman (you want to make me sick) so that she can become dependent on him for support (you want to lick my wounds).
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- 1.On the Bound
- 2.To Your Love
- 3.Limp
- 4.Love Ridden
- 5.Paper Bag
- 6.A Mistake
- 9.Get Gone
- 10.I Know
Credits
Produced By
Written By
Video Director
Mastering Engineer
Mixing Engineer
Recording Engineer
Bass
Percussion
Drums
Instruments
Vocals
Piano
Woodwinds
Wurlitzer
Chamberlin
Release Date
November 9, 1999
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