How 'bout me not blaming you for everything? How 'bout me enjoying the moment for once? How 'bout how good it feels to finally forgive you? How 'bout… - Alanis Morissette

If it weren't for your maturity, none of this would have happened.
If you weren't so wise beyond your years, I would've been able to control myself.
If it weren't for my attention, you wouldn't have been successful and if
If it weren't for me, you would never have amounted to very much. Ooh, this could be messy
But you don't seem to mind, and
Ooh, don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime. We'll fast forward to a few years later
And no one knows except the both of us.
And I have honored your request for silence
And you've washed your hands clean of this.

Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill)

I want you to know that I'm happy for you,
I wish nothing but the best for you both.
An older version of me,
Is she perverted like me?
Would she go down on you in a theatre?
Does she speak eloquently?
And would she have your baby?
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother.