It's not your stature that tilts the scale
It's not your know-how that whites me pale
Haven't you noticed I so often succumb
Day in the novice I just suck on my thumb
Singing the harmony to the melody at home
March like a soldier to the beat of your drum
Anne Marie
It is all in your delivery
Can you help that you belittle me
It's not your fault
I feel so small
Anne Marie
I call to question
This pattern of disease
A predilection
Of yet another hearts decree
Because there a rythm pulsin out of control
Driving us switfly away from our goal
Here in my heart baby it's carving a hole
Handing me a week and trade in my soul
Anne Marie
It is all in your delivery
Can you help that you belittle me
It's not your fault
I feel so small
Anne Marie
Anne Marie
Anne Marie
What you doin?
What you doin?
... to me... to me... to me
Watch your tongue
Watch your tongue
Oh Anne Marie
It is all in your delivery
And I am trying now to make you see yeah
Oh we work this hard the better we
Or am I sadder now hopelessly
Anne Marie
It is all in your delivery baby
And I'm trying now to make you see
It's not your fault
I feel so small
Anne Marie
Anne Marie
What you doin... to me?
