Dragonfly
Esthero Lyrics

If the world is nearly civilized
Despite the world being considered almost civilized, there is still much work to do

Then I'm the red-haired faerie child
The singer embraces her whimsy and perceived mystical qualities

Of whom the pirates prophesies
The singer has been the subject of prophecies made by pirates

Would bleed songs until the lyrics died
The artist continuously creates music until they can no longer find the words to say

But I've been busy with my unborn child
The artist has been focused on preparing for their child's arrival

I sent him aborted songs to wrap his unformed limbs in
The singer has been creating music in anticipation of her child, despite not fully developing the songs

I'm Grace Jones in this sin thing with my titties out prowling this tee-dot club
The singer compares herself to the bold and provocative Grace Jones while wandering through a club in Toronto

Eyes on a Reebok thug, looking for soft boy parts to make my mattress comfy
The artist is on the lookout for a vulnerable man to take advantage of and use for her own pleasure

I crush their bones into melancholy melodies
The artist uses her sexual conquests to inspire sad songs

As gifts for the brokenhearted girls who's stereos pump me
The artist creates music for female fans who are emotionally distressed

I'm a grown-ass woman with little girl features
The singer has matured into an adult but retains some physical characteristics of a child

A Jewish cornbread macaroni pie like your Mom makes at green eyes
The artist describes herself as a mix of cultures and ethnicities with green eyes

I fall to pieces, Patsy Klein faerie preacher
The singer compares herself to Patsy Klein, a musician who often sang about heartbreak and despair

I'm at the hip hop show head-bopping in the back
The singer is at a hip hop concert, enjoying the music and moving to the beat

Smoking anything that'll burn
The singer is smoking whatever she can in the moment

During intermission, I'm in the club bathroom
During a break in the concert, the artist goes to the bathroom

Hold up in a stall praying in earnest for Jeff Buckley's return
The artist admires Jeff Buckley's music and hopes for his return

(Thank heaven for you, thank heaven for you, thank heaven for you)
The singer is expressing gratitude for someone or something

I'm a studio rat, designer geared, Toronto kid, Hollywood brat
The singer is multitalented and has lived in both Toronto and Hollywood

Bad gal, war child, bookworm, Sierra Leone activist cat
The artist is rebellious, passionate, and well-read, and is also involved in activism for Sierra Leone

I'm a wicked little gal
The artist is feisty and mischievous

Who don't take no back chat
The artist does not tolerate disrespect or opposition

Unless it's in the dark
The singer may be more open to vulnerability or compromise in private

I might be in the attics now
The artist may currently have a lower socioeconomic status

But a mother fucker just moved out of Regent Park
The singer suggests that she is capable of rising above her current situation

But look into my civil eyes, really
Despite her rough exterior, the singer wants her true character to be seen

I'll sing you all some civil lies
The singer may not always be truthful, but tries to present herself in a certain light

And take you from your civil lives
The artist desires to take her listeners away from their mundane lives through her music

And show you that I'm civilized
The artist believes that she is a cultured and sophisticated individual

Nearly, nearly, nearly
Despite her confidence, the singer acknowledges that she is not yet perfect