As Cool As Quinn is

Here we go, another song fic. This one has been a fav of mine for a while. To the Unholy Trio, yes I am still working on Dark Secrets. I just needed to get this one out of my head first.

Yea, there was a time I didn't like the love, I liked the climbers, I was no sister then, I was running out of time and one liners, And I was afraid, like you are when you're too young to know the time.

Hi Daria

I know we haven't spoken in, like ages. We haven't always been close, and the whole Joey thing didn't help. But you asked about how we split, and so I figured I should tell you. A lot's changed in the past couple years, and I know you'll understand. You always did, even when I didn't have time to listen. You told me to live my own life, no matter how stupid it is. I was asking you for advice, and we had been getting along great. It was a damn stupid answer to hand me, and you had to know I was gonna tell you off. I understand it now. Looking back on things, I can see I could have known better. And even that's ok. Some things you just gotta learn on your own.

So I watched the way you take your fear and hoard the horizon, You point, you have a word for every woman you can lay your eyes on, Like you own them just because you bought the time, And you turn to me, you say you hope I'm not threatened,

Joey and I got together just after college, at a time when I thought I had things pretty much figured. Nowhere near as insecure as I was in high school. Not needing everyone's opinions before I came up with mine. He'd changed too, no longer a dog at my feet. And though I did miss those days, it was nice to talk to someone who had something to say.

Oh -- I'm not that petty, as cool as I am, I thought you'd know this already,
I will not be afraid of women, I will not be afraid of women.

So now we're at a club, you watch the woman dancing, she is drunk, She is smiling and she's falling in a slow, descending funk, And the whole bar is loud and proud and everybody's trying, yeah.

You play the artist, saying, "Is it how she moves, or how she looks?" I say, it's loneliness suspended to our own like grappling hooks, And as long as she's got noise, she's fine. But I could teach her how I learned to dance when the music's ended,

Oh -- and that's not petty, as cool as I am, I thought you'd know this already,
I will not be afraid of women, I will not be afraid of women.

You tried to make me doubt, to make me guess, tried to make me feel like a little less, Oh, I liked you when your soul was bared, I thought you knew how to be scared, And now it's amazing what you did to make me stay, But truth is just like time, it catches up and it just keeps going,

And so I'm leaving, you can find out how much better things can get, And if it helps, I'd say I feel a little worse than I did when we met, So when you find someone else, you can try again, it might work next time, You look out of the kitchen window and you shake your head and say low, "If I could believe that stuff, I'd say that woman has a halo," And I look out and say, "Yeah, she's really blond," And then I go outside to join the others, I am the others,

Oh -- and that's not easy, I don't know what you saw, I want somebody who sees me,
I will not be afraid of women, I will not be afraid of women.