The Value of Ignorance - Sinead O'Connor

You smile

And there’s blood on your lips

Your hands show again

What your mouth has kissed

Now I know something

I did not know before

The thing that you’ve destroyed

Is a thing you liked me for

All those nights with my arse in your face

And your words in my dreams

Now I know what the value of ignorance means

The pain

In the sordidness

All the more choices

I thought you’d be the best

At least

I know something

About what’s good and what hurts

And I’m glad that I loath it

You would have fucked me up worse

All those nights with my arse in your face

And your words in my dreams

Now I know what the value of ignorance means

All those nights with my arse in your face

And your words in my dreams

Now I know what the value of ignorance means

Don’t you ever lie to me again

Because if you do

I will not be your friend