Lyrics:

I have worked out every small detail
In this plan I made
This thing which cannot fail
I dare myself to do this one thing
You can have my car
Go and take everything

All that's good is gone
It's gone
I have tried too long

I don't think I'll miss my mom and dad
The class I cut
All the friends I never had
The things I won't miss won't miss me
My house, my block
The baby bird I set free

The dance that I was never asked to
The teachers
That thought they knew me
They'll all remember what I did
They'll ask, 'Whose fault was it?'
'Oh, she was just a kid!'

I'll be glad to go, ya see
You don't even know me
Not at all

I'll be glad to go, ya see
You don't even know me
Not at all

Oh, we are as one with the acorns, my son
Not trunk, nor branch, nor tree
You scratch at my skirts and that's what we call fun
I rock you, then, to sleep
I'm queen of the hilltop
You're prince number one
I see the devil alive in your eye
I beg you, no don't stop, my baby, my son
Don't look at nobody but me
Oh, we are as one with the acorns, my son
That's where we are to be

Rasputina A Quitter