Lyrics I'm Cured - Aimee Mann
I
miss
your
breath.
Labored
and
wheezing.
Choked
up
with
phlegm
I
miss
the
times
we
stayed
in
bed
all
day
You
swore
over
the
phone
to
your
boss
You′d
never
felt
this
way.
You
called
me
the
cold
But
you're
the
one
who
froze
out
me.
And
trapped
me
in
a
HAZMAT
vial
in
the
Basement
of
the
CDC.
How
can
I
let
you
go?
After
all
that
we′ve
been
through?
They
tell
me
now
that
I've
been
cured
But
not
from
loving
you.
You
called
me
common.
Flu
like
or
the
croup.
You
tried
to
drown
me
With
chicken
soup
You
passed
me
around
Like
a
10
cent
whore
But
every
4-6
months
I
came
back
for
more.
Ebola
got
a
movie
HIV
got
quilts
and
songs
The
black
plague
got
a
tapestry
But
I
don't
even
see
a
handkerchief
for
me.
Oh
Irony.
I′m
cured.
But
not
from
loving
you.
I
started
to
realize
you
didn′t
need
me
The
moment
you
forgot
whether
to
starve
or
feed
me
It's
easy
for
you
to
call
me
your
ex
But
now
how
do
you
explain
all
those
wads
Of
kleenex.
You
couldn′t
fight
me,
sent
a
man
to
the
moon
instead
Now
all
I
do
is
wonder
who's
keeping
you
up
tonight
in
your
bed.
I′m
cured,
I'm
cured.
But
not
from
loving
you.
I′m
cured.
But
not
from
loving
you.
Achoo.
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