Frank Kogan

I mean, try this out:

[I] give me this and leave me alone here
Do [I] presume the battle's won?
I'll keep my head above the water
'til [I] admit the damage's done

Dry shimmer dazzle afternoon
[My] poison passion came too soon
[I] waste what [I] think [I] own
[I] cry when [I'm] still alone

I will not let [myself] go destroy this
I won't allow a broken promise
[I] give me this and leave me wondering
Am I supposed to put my faith in

Dry shimmer dazzle afternoon
[My] poison passion came too soon
[I] waste what [I] think [I] own
[I] cry when [I'm] still alone
[I] cry when [I'm] still alone

Might be reading into it (well, it seems to EXIST to be read into, which is another thing about confessional-by-Avril that bugs me -- lyrics ARE important simply because of the context in which they're being hurled at you, you can't help but read into them; you're being asked to identify with the words), but of course they'd be bad lyrics if she actually SANG those words, rather than project onto the "you." Difference being, Ashlee's actually singing about a "you," while Marit is never singing about a you -- every song becomes a little dagger that ends up cutting her, and she doesn't even flinch. (Except "Don't Save Me," which weirdly, despite being one of her best-sounding songs, just fades on me a little when I try to dig into it. It doesn't terrify me; I don't trust her enough to invest myself in it and see what happens.)