this is you, according to me

For the past couple of days I've been listening to Ani Difranco's Napoleon on repeat wherever I drive. Yesterday I went to the post office before the gym, just because it's farther away and gave me more time to listen. That song gets in my blood and then swims around so that I just want to stop for a minute and feel a little bit more. If I'm lucky there is usually a song like that at any given time in my life. A song that paralyzes. And there's this part, this great part of the song, where she says:

I guess you, you dialed my number cause you thought for sure that I'd agree and I said baby you know I still love you, but how dare you complain to me?