growing up it was just me and my mom 
against the world 
and all my sympathies were with her 
when i was a little girl 
but now i've seen both my parents 
play out the hands they were dealt 
and as each year goes by 
i know more about how my father must have felt 
 
i just want you to understand 
that i know what all the fighting was for 
and i just want you to understand 
that i'm not angry anymore 
i'm not angry anymore 
 
she taught me how to wage a cold war 
with quiet charm 
but i just want to walk 
through my life unarmed 
to accept and just get by 
like my father learned to do 
but without all the acceptance and getting by 
that got my father through 
 
night falls like people into love 
we generate our own light 
to compensate 
for the lack of light from above 
every time we fight 
a cold wind blows our way 
 
but we learn like the trees 
how to bend 
how to sway and say 
 
i, i think i understand 
what all this fighting is for 
and baby, i just want you to understand 
that i'm not angry anymore 
no, i'm not angry anymore