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?