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from Fiona Apple - When The Pawn... (1999)
I'm gonna make a mistake-
I'm gonna do it on purpose I'm gonna waste my time Cuz I' full as a tick And I' scratching at the surface And what I find is mine And when the day is done, and I look back And the fact is I had fun, fumbling around All the advice I shunned, and I ran Where they told me not to run, but I sure Had fun, so I'm gonna fuck it up again I'm gonna do another detour Unpave my path And if you wanna make sense Whatcha looking at me for I'm no good at math And when I find my way back, The fact is I just may stay, or I may not I've acquired quite a taste For a well-made mistake I wanna mistake why can't I make a mistake I'm always doing what I think I should Almost always doing everybody good Why Do I wanna do right, of course but Do I really wanna feel I'm forced to Answer you, hell no I've acquired quite a taste For a well-made mistake, I wanna Make a mistake, why can't I make a mistake I'm always doing what I think I should Almost always doing everybody good Why |
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from Fiona Apple - Original Album Classics (2011) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Fast As You Can [digital single] (2016) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than The Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do (2012) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (2005)
The nickel dropped
When I was on My way beyond The rubicon What did I do And the games that I can handle None are ones worth the candle What should I do I'm a frightened, fickle person Fighting, cryin', kickin', cursin' What can I do Oooh, after all the folderol, And hauling over coals What will I do Can't take a good day without a bad one Don't feel just to smile until I've had one Where did I learn I make a fuss about a little thing The rhyme is losing to the riddling Where's the turn I don't want a home, I'd ruin that Home is where my habits have a habitat Why give it a turn Oooh, after all the folderol, And hauling over coals Stops What did I learn I am likely to miss the main event If I stop to cry and complain again So I will keep a deliberate pace Let the damned breeze dry my face Ooooh mister wait until you see What I'm gonna be I've got a plan, a demand and it just began And if you're right, you'll agree Here's coming a better version of me Here it comes a better version of me Here it comes a better version of me |
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from Fiona Apple - Tidal (1996)
Won't do no good to hold no seance What's gone is gone and you can't bring it back around Won't do no good to hold no searchlight You can't illuminate what time has anchored down Oh, Honey (I've gone a-) Oh, Honey (I've gone a-) Oh, Honey (I've gone away) Won't do no good to sing no love song No sound could simulate the presence of a man Won't do no good asking no questions Your divination should acquaint You with the plan Oh, Honey (I've gone a-) Oh, Honey (I've gone a-) Oh, Honey (I've gone away) My feel for you, boy, is decaying in front of me And all I want is to save you, honey Or the strength to walk away Won't do no good to go no distance The space between us is as boundless as the dark Won't do no good to throw no fist, babe You can't intimidate me back into your arms Oh, Honey (I've gone a-) Oh, Honey (I've gone a-) Oh, Honey (I've gone away) My feel for you, boy, is decaying in front of me Like the carrion of a murdered prey And all I want is to save you, honey Or the strength to walk away My feel for you, boy, is decaying in front of me Like the carrion of a murdered prey And all I want is to save you, honey Or the strength to walk away |
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from Fiona Apple - Tidal (1996)
I've been a bad bad girl
I've been careless with a delicate man And it's a sad sad world When a girl willbreak a boy Just because shecan Don't you tell me to deny it I've done wrong and I want to Suffer for my sins I've come to you' cause I need Guidance to be true And I just don't know where I can begin What I need is a good defense 'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal And I need to redeemed To the one I've sinned against Because he's all I ever knew of love Heaven help me for the way I am Save me from theevil deeds Before I get them done I know tomorrow brings the consequence At hand But I keep livin' this day like The next will never come Oh help me but don't tell me To deny it I've got to cleanse myself Of all these lies till I'm good Enough for him I've got a lot to lose and I'm Bettin' high So I'm beggin' you before it ends Just tell me where to begin What I need is a good defense 'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal And I need to redeemed To the one I've sinned against Because he's allI ever knew of love Let me know the way Before there's hell to pay Give me room to lay the law and let me go I've got to make a play To make my lover stay So what would an angel say The devil wants to know What I need is a good defense 'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal And I need to redeemed To the one I've sinned against Because he's allI ever knew of love What I need is a good defense 'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal And I need to redeemed To the one I've sinned against Because he's allI ever knew of love |
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from Fiona Apple - Original Album Classics (2011) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than The Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do (2012) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Every Single Night [single] (2012) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than The Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do (2012) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (2005)
I certainly
haven't been for shopping for any new shoes and I certainly haven't been spreading myself around I still only travel by foot and by foot it's a slow climb But I'm good at being uncomfortable so I can't stop changing all the time I notice that my opponent is always on the go and Won't go slow so's not to focus and I notice He'll hitch a ride with any guide as long as They go fast from whence he came But he's no good at being uncomfortable so He can't stop staying exactly the same If there was a better way to go then it would find me I can't help it the road just rolls out behind me Be kind to me or treat me mean I'll make the most of it I'm an extraordinary machine I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day You deem me due to clean my view and be at piece and lay I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way and say I've been getting along for long before you came into the play I am the baby of the family it happens so Everybody cares and wears the sheeps clothes While they chaperone Curious you looking down your nose at me while you appease Courteous to try and help but let me set your Mind at ease If there was a better way to go then it would find me I can't help it the road just rolls out behind me Be kind to me or treat me mean I'll make the most of it I'm an extraordinary machine Do I so worry you you need to hurry to my side It's very kind But it's to no avail and I don't want the bail I promise you everything will be just fine If there was a better way to go then it would find me I can't help it the road just rolls out behind me Be kind to me or treat me mean I'll make the most of it I'm an extraordinary machine If there was a better way to go then it would find me I can't help it the road just rolls out behind me Be kind to me or treat me mean I'll make the most of it I'm an extraordinary machine |
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from Fiona Apple - When The Pawn... (1999)
I let the beast in too soon,
I don't know how to live Without my hand on his throat I fight him always & still O darling, it's so sweet, you think you know how crazy -How crazy I am You say you don't spook easy, you won't go, but I know And I pray that you will -Fast as you can, baby run-free yourself of me Fast as you can I may be soft in your palm but I'll soon grow Hungry for a fight, and I will not let you win My pretty mouth will frame the phrases that will Disprove your faith in man So if you catch me trying to find my way into your Heart from under your skin -Fast as you can, baby scratch me out, free yourself Fast as you can Fast as you can, baby scratch me out, free yourself Fast as you can Sometimes my mind don't shake and shift But most of the time, it does And I get to the place where I'm begging for a lift Or I'll drown in the wonders and the was And I'll be your girl, if you say it's a gift And you give me some more of your drugs Yeah, I'll be your pet, if you just tell me it's a gift Cuz I'm tired of whys, choking on whys, Just need a little because, because I let the beast in and then I even tried forgiving him, but it's too soon So I'll fight again, again, again, again, again. And for a little while more, I'll soar the Uneven wind, complain and blame The sterile land But if you're getting any bright ideas, quiet dear I'm blooming within Fast as you can, baby wait watch me, I'll be out Fast as I can, maybe late but at least about Fast as you can leave me, let this thing Run its route Fast as you can (x4) |
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from Fiona Apple - Fast As You Can [digital single] (2016) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Original Album Classics (2011) | |||||
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from I`ll Be Home For Christmas [omnibus, carol] (2014) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - When The Pawn... (1999)
How many times do I have to say
To get away, get gone Flip your shit past another lasses' humble dwelling You got your game Made your shot And you got away with a lot But I'm not turned on So put away that meat you're selling 'Cuz I do know what's good for me And I done what I could for you But you're not benefiting, and yet I'm sitting Singing again, sing, sing again I cannot deal with this, if he won't get with this I'm gonna heal from this, he won't admit to it Nothing to figure out; I gotta get him out It's time the truth comes out - That he don't give a shit about me How many times can it escalate Till it elevates to a place I can't breath? And I must decide, if you must deride That I'm much obliged to up and go I'll idealize, and realize that there's no sacrifice Because the price is paid, and there's nothing left to griev Fucking go - 'Cuz I done what I could for you And I do know what's good for me And I'm not benefiting, instead of sitting Singing again, sing, sing again I cannot deal with this, if he won't get with this And I'm gonna heal from this, he won't admit to it Nothing to figure out, I gotta get him out It's time the truth came out - He don't give a shit about me |
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from Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (2005)
One man he disappoint me
He give me the gouge and he take my glee Now every other man I see Remind me of the one man who disappoint me But wait till I get him back He won't have a back to scratch Yeah keep turning that chin And you will see my Face as I figure how to kill what I cannot catch So I say and on I go To another one to disappoint me so Next one up a contemptible snob He live to put things in their place He did a commendable job He put himself so low He can hardly even look me in the face So wait till I get him back He won't have a back to scratch Yeah keep turning that chin And you will see my Face as I figure how to kill what I cannot catch O he made my blood just burn I flipped so far I thought that I would not return But the last one I had who was getting my hopes up I might've been a little fast to dismiss I think he let me down when he didn't disappoint me He didn't always guess right but he usually got my gist So wait till I get him back I'm gonna bring him home and I'll watch him unpack Yeah keep turning that chin And you will see my face is fixed on the one I'm gonna get back I'm gonna get him back I am I'm gonna get him back I really am I'm gonna get him back I'm gonna get him back I'm gonna get him back I'm gonna get him back |
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from Fiona Apple - Original Album Classics (2011) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than The Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do (2012) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - When The Pawn... (1999)
So be it, I’m your crowbar
If that’s what I am so far Until you get out of this mess And I will pretend That I don’t know of your sins Until you are ready to confess But all the time, all the time I’ll know, I’ll know And you can use my skin To bury secrets in And I will settle you down And at my own suggestion, I will ask no questions While I do my thing in the background But all the time, all the time I’ll know, I’ll know Baby-I can’t help you out, while she’s still around So for the time being, I’m being patient And amidst this bitterness If you’ll just consider this-even if it don’t make sense All the time-give it time And when the crowd becomes your burden And you’ve early closed your curtains, I’ll wait by the backstage door While you try to find the lines to speak your mind And pry it open, hoping for an encore And if it gets too late, for me to wait For you to find you love me, and tell me so It’s ok, don’t need to say it. |
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from Fiona Apple - Original Album Classics (2011) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than The Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do (2012) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than The Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do (2012) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - When The Pawn... (1999)
You wanna make me sick
You wanna lick my wounds, Don't you, baby? You want the badge of honour when you save my hide But you're the one in the way Of the day of doom, baby If you need my shame to reclaim your pride And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists I never did anything to you, man But no matter what I try You'll beat me with your bitter lies So call me crazy, hold me down Make me cry get off now, baby- It won't be long till you'll be Lying limp in your own hand You feed the beast I have within me You wave the red flag, baby you make it run run run Standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists I never did anything to you, man But no matter what I try You'll beat me with your bitter lies So call me crazy, hold me down Make me cry get off now, baby- It won't be long till you'll be Lying limp in your own hand |
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from Fiona Apple - Original Album Classics (2011) | |||||
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from Sharon Van Etten - Epic Ten (2021) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - When The Pawn... (1999)
Love ridden, I’ve looked at you
With the focus I gave to my birthday candles I’ve wished on the lidded blue flames Under your brow And baby, I wished for you Nobody sees when you are lying in your bed And I wanna crawl in with you But I cry instead I want your warm, but it will only make Me colder when it's over So I can’t tonight, baby No, not ‘baby’ anymore - if I need you I’ll just use your simple name Only kisses on the cheek from now on And in a little while, we’ll only have to wave My hand won’t hold you down no more The path is clear to follow through I stood too long in the way of the door And now I’m giving up on you No, not ‘baby’ anymore - if I need you I’ll just use your simple name Only kisses on the cheek from now on And in a little while, we’ll only have to wave No, not ‘baby’ anymore - if I need you I’ll just use your simple name Only kisses on the cheek from now on And in a little while, we’ll only have to wave |
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from Fiona Apple - Tidal (1996)
You'll never see - the courage I know
Its colors' richness won't appear within your view I'll never glow - the way that you glow Your presence dominates the judgements made on you But as the scenery grows, I see different lights The shades and shadows undulate in my perception My feelings swell and stretch; I see from greater heights I understand what I am still too proud to mention - to you You'll say you understand, but you don't understand You'll say you'd never give up seeing eye to eye But never is a promise, and you can't afford to lie You'll never touch - these things that I hold The skin of my emotions lies beneath my own You'll never feel the heat of this soul My fever burns me deeper than I've ever shown - to you You'll say, Don't fear your dreams, it's easier than it seems You'll say you'd never let me fall from hopes so high But never is a pormise and you can't afford to lie You'll never live the life that I live I'll never live the life that wakes me in the night You'll never hear the message I give You'll say it looks as though I might give up this fight But as the scenery grows, I see in different lights The shades and shadows undulate in my perception My feelings swell and stretch, I see from greater heights I realize what I am now too smart to mention - to you You'll say you understand, but you don't understand I'll say I'll never wake up knowing how or why I don't know what to believe in, you don't know who I am You'll say I need appeasing when I start to cry But never is a promise and I'll never need a lie |
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from Fiona Apple - Original Album Classics (2011) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Fast As You Can [digital single] (2016) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (2005)
The early cars
Already are Drawing deep breaths past my door And last night's phrases Sick with lack of basis Are still writhing on my floor And it doesn't seem fair That your wicked words should work In holding me down No, it doesn't seem right To take information Given at close range For the gag And the bind And the ammunition round Conversation once colored by esteem Became dialogue as a diagram of a play for pun (blood?) Took a vacation, my palate got clean Now I could taste your agenda While you're spitting your cud And it doesn't make sense I should fall for the kingcraft of a meritless crown No, it doesn't seem right To take information Given at close range For the gag And the bind And the ammunition round This is not about love 'Cause I am not in love In fact I can't stop falling out This is not about love 'Cause I am not in love In fact I can't stop falling out I miss that stupid ache What is this posture I have to stare at That's what he said when I'm sittin' up straight Change the name of the game 'cause he lost And he knew he was wrong but he knew it too late But I'm not being fair 'Cause I chose to listen to that filthy mouth But I'd like to choose right Take all the things that I've said that he stole Put 'em in a sack Swing 'em over my shoulder Turn on my heels Step out of this sight Try to live in a lovelier life This is not about love 'Cause I am not in love In fact I cant stop falling out This is not about love 'Cause I am not in love In fact i cant stop falling out I miss that stupid ache |
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from Fiona Apple - O' Sailor [single] (2005)
I'm undecided about you again
I can be right that you're not here It's double sided cause I ruined it all But also saved myself by never believing you dear Everything good I deem too good to be true Everything else is just a bore Everything I have to look forward to Has a pretty painful and very imposing before Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards I have too been playing with fifty two cards Just 'cause I play so far from my vest Whatever I've got, I've got no reason to guard What could I do but spend my best Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards And after waiting fighting patiently on my knees All the other stuff tired itself out first, not me And in its wake appeared the touch and call of a different breed One of the steps is getting wise and got me there and then got me And what a thing to know what could be instead Oh what a blessed curse to see Took the agenda from its place in my bed Made a merry paramour of me Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Given the eyes to view it As it goes by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Given the eyes to view it As it goes by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Given the eyes to view it As it goes by the boards |
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from Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (2005)
I'm undecided about you again
I can be right that you're not here It's double sided cause I ruined it all But also saved myself by never believing you dear Everything good I deem too good to be true Everything else is just a bore Everything I have to look forward to Has a pretty painful and very imposing before Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards I have too been playing with fifty two cards Just 'cause I play so far from my vest Whatever I've got, I've got no reason to guard What could I do but spend my best Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards And after waiting fighting patiently on my knees All the other stuff tired itself out first, not me And in its wake appeared the touch and call of a different breed One of the steps is getting wise and got me there and then got me And what a thing to know what could be instead Oh what a blessed curse to see Took the agenda from its place in my bed Made a merry paramour of me Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Given the eyes to view it As it goes by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it Then lettin' it go by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Given the eyes to view it As it goes by the boards Oh sailor why'd you do it What'd you do that for Given the eyes to view it As it goes by the boards |
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from Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (2005)
What you did to me made me
See myself something different Though I try to talk sense to myself But I just won't listen Won't you go away Turned yourself in You're no good at confession Before the image that you burned me in Tries to teach you a lesson What you did to me made me see myself somethin' awful A voice once stentorian is now again meek and muffled It took me such a long time to get back up the first time you did it I spent all I had to get it back and now it seems I've been outbidded My peace and quiet was stolen from me When I was looking with calm affection You were searching out my imperfections What wasted unconditional love On somebody Who doesn't believe in the stuff You came upon me like a hypnic jerk When I was just about to settle And when it counts you recoil With the cryptic word and leave a love belittled Oh what a cold and common old way to go I was feeding on the need for you to know me Devastated at the rate you fell below me What wasted unconditional love On somebody Who doesn't believe in the stuff |
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from Fiona Apple - When The Pawn... (1999)
All my life is on me now,
hail the pages turning And the future’s on the bound, hell don’t know my fury *You’re all I need, you’re all I need, you’re all I need You’re all I need, you’re all I need, you’re all I need You’re all I need - and maybe some faith would Do me good I don’t know what I’m doing, don’t know should I Change my mind, I can’t decide, there’s too many Variations to consider No thing I do don’t do no thing but bring me More to do, It’s true, I do imbue my blue unto myself, I make it bitter Baby, lay your head on my lap one more time Tell me you belong to me Baby say that it’s all gonna be alright I believe that it isn’t. |
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from Fiona Apple - Original Album Classics (2011) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - O` Sailor [digital single] (2016) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Original Album Classics (2011) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - O` Sailor [digital single] (2016) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Tidal (1996)
Pale September, I wore the time like a dress that year The autumn days swung soft around me, like cotton on my skin But as the embers of the summer lost their breath and disappeared My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within But then he rose, brilliant as the moon in full And sank in the burrows of my keep And all my armour falling down, in a pile at my feet And my winter giving way to warm, as I'm singing him to sleep He goes along just as a water lily Gentle on the surface of his thoughts his body floats Unweighted down by passion or intensity Yet unaware of the depth upon which he coasts And he finds a home in me For what misfortune sows, he knows my touch will reap And all my armour failing down, in a pile at my feet And my winter giving way to warm, as I'm singing him to sleep All my armour falling down, in a pile at my feet And my winter giving way to warm, as I'm singing him to sleep |
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from Fiona Apple - Original Album Classics (2011) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - When The Pawn... (1999)
I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had But then the dove of hope began its downward slope And I believed for a moment that my chances Were approaching to be grabbed But as it came down near, so did a weary tear I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills Cuz I know I’m a mess he don’t wanna clean up I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb Looking for a little hope Baby said he couldn’t stay, wouldn’t put his lips to mine, And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope I said, ‘Honey, I don’t feel so good, don’t feel justified Come on put a little love here in my void,’ he said ‘It’s all in your head,’ and I said, ‘ So’s everything But he didn’t get it I thought he was a man But he was just a little boy Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills Cuz I know I’m a mess he don’t wanna clean up I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills Cuz I know I’m a mess he don’t wanna clean up I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love |
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from Bridesmaids (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) [single, ost] (2011) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Original Album Classics (2011) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (2005)
I opened my eyes
While you were kissing me once more than once And you looked as sincere as a dog Just as sincere as a dog does When it's the food on your lips with which it's in love I bet you could never tell That I knew you didn't know me that well It is my fault you see You never learned that much from me Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine You were always good for rhyme And from the first to the last time The sign says stop But we went on whole hearted it ended bad But I love what we started it says stop But we went on whole hearted it ended bad But I love what we started I took off my glasses While you were yelling at me once more than once So as not to see you see me react Should've put em should've put em on again So I could see you see me sincerely yelling back I bet your fortress face Belied your fort of lace It is by the grace of me You never learned what I could see Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine You were always good for rhyme And from the first to all the last time All the sign says stop But we went on whole hearted it ended bad But I love what we started it says stop But we went on whole hearted it ended bad But I love what we started |
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from Fiona Apple - Parting Gift (Live Ver.) [digital single, live] (2016) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than The Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do (2012) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (2005)
Please please please
No more melodies They lack impact, they're petty They've been made up already Please please please No more maladies I'm so tired of crying You'd think I was a siren But me and everybody's on the sad same team And you can hear our sad brain screaming Give us something familiar Something similar To what we know already That will keep us steady Steady Steady going nowhere Please please please No apologies At best they buy you time Until you next step out of line Please please please No more remedies My method is uncertain It's a mess but it's working And maybe if you wanna tried it out You won't like it when you're crying out Give us something familiar Something similar To what we know already That will keep us steady Steady, steady Steady going nowhere Please please please No more melodies They lack impact, they're petty They've been made up already Please please please No more maladies I'm so tired of crying You'd think I was a siren But me and everybody's on the sad same team and You can hear our sad brain screaming Give us something familiar Something similar To what we know already That will keep us steady Steady, steady, steady Steady going nowhere |
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from Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (2005)
I don't understand about
complementary colors And what they say Side by side they both get bright Together they both get gray But he's been pretty much yellow And I've been cryin' blue But all I can see is Red, red, red, red, red now What am I to do I don't understand about Diamonds and why men buy them What's so impressive about a diamond Except the mining And it's dangerous work Trying to get to you too And I think if I didn't have to Kill kill kill kill kill kill myself doing it Maybe I wouldn't think so much of you I've been watching all the time And I still can't find the track And I wanna know is it okay Is it just fine Was it my fault Is it my lack I don't understand about The weather outside The harbinger to the words That somebody lied There's solace a bit for submitting To the fitfully cryptically true What's happened has happened What's coming is already on its way With a role for me to play I don't understand I'll never understand But I'm trying to understand |
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from Fiona Apple - The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than The Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do (2012) | |||||
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from Tim Burton's The Nightmare Before Christmas (팀 버튼의 크리스마스 악몽) by Danny Elfman [ost] (1994)
I sense there's something in the wind
That seems like tragedy's at hand And though I'd like to stand by him Can't shake this feeling that I have The worst is just around the bend And does he notice My feelings for him? And will he see How much he means to me? I think it's not to be What will become of my dear friend? Where will his actions lead us then? Although I'd like to join the crowd In their enthusiastic cloud Try as I may it doesn't last And will we ever End up together? No I think not It's never to become For I am not the one |
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from Fiona Apple - Tidal (1996)
Once my lover now my friend
What a cruel thing to pretend What a cunning way to condescend Once my lover and now my friend Oh you creep up like the clouds And you set my soul at ease Then you let your love abound And you bring me to my knees Oh its evil babe the way you let your grace enrapture me When well you know I'd be insane to ever let that dirty game recapture me You made me a shadowboxer baby I wanna be ready for what you do I been swinging all around me Cause I don't know when you're gonna make your move Oh your gaze is dangerous And you fill your space so sweet If I let you get too close You'll set your spell on me So darlin' I just wanna say Just in case I don't come through I was on to every play I just wanted you oh it's so evil my love the way you've no reverence to my concern So I'll be sure to stay wary of you love to save the pain of Once my flame and twice my burn So I'm a shadowboxer baby I wanna be ready for what you do I been swinging all around me now that I don't know when you're gonna make your move Yeah I'm a shadowboxer baby I wanna be ready for what you do I been swinging all around me Cause I don't know when you're make your move |
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from Fiona Apple - Tidal (1996)
I tell you how I feel, but you don't care
I say tell me the truth, but you don't dare You say love is a hell you cannot bear And I say gimme mine back and then go there - for all i care I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream You got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem This mind, this body, and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways So don't forget what I told you, don't come around, I got my own hell to raise I have never been so insulted in all my life I could swallow the seas to wash down all this pride First you run like a fool just to be by my side And now you run like a fool, but you just run to hide, and I can't abide I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream You got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem This mind, this body, and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways So don't forget what I told you, don't come around, I got my own hell to raise Don't make it a big deal, don't be so sensitive We're not playing a game anymore; you don't have to be so defensive Don't you plead me your case, don't bother to explain Don't even show me your face, 'cuz it's a crying shame Just go back to the rock from under which you came Take the sorrow you gave and all the stakes you claim - And don't forget the blame I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream You got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem This mind, this body, and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways So don't forget what I told you, don't come around, I got my own hell to raise I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream You got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem This mind, this body, and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways So don't forget what I told you, don't come around, I got my own hell to raise |
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from Fiona Apple - Tidal (1996)
You moved like honey in my dream last night Yeah, some old fires were burning You came near to me and you endeared to me But you couldn't quite discern me Does that scare you? I'll let you run away But your heart will not oblige you You'll remember me like a melody Yeah, I'll haunt the world inside you And my big secret - Gonna win you over Slow like honey, heavy with mood I'll let you see me, I'll covet your regard I'll invade your demeanor And you'll yield to me like a scent in the breeze And you'll wonder what it is about me It's my big secret - Keeping you coming Slow like honey, heavy with mood Though dreams can be deceiving Like faces are to hearts They serve for sweet relieving When fantasy and reality lie too far apart So I stretch myself across, like a bridge And I pull you to the edge And stand there waiting Trying to attain The end to satisfy the story Shall I release you? Must I release you? As I rise to meet my glory But my big secret Gonna hover over your life Gonna keep you reaching When I'm gone like yesterday When I'm high like heaven When I'm strong like music 'Cuz I'm slow like honey, and Heavy with mood |
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from Fiona Apple - Tidal (1996)
Days like this, I don't know what to do with myself All day -- and all night I wander the halls along the walls and under my breath I say to myself I need fuel -- to take flight -- And there's too much going on But it's calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion Is that why they call me a sullen girl -- sullen girl They don't know I used to sail the deep and tranquil sea but he washed my shore and he took my perl And left and empty shell of me And there's too much going on But it's clam under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion It's calm under the waves in the blur of my oblivion |
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from Fiona Apple - Tidal (1996)
Darling, give me your absence tonight Take the shade from the canvas and leave me the white Let me sink in the silence that echoes inside And don't bother leaving the light on 'Cuz I suddenly feel like a different person From the roots of my soul come a gentle coercion And I ran my hand o'er a strange inversion A vacancy that just did not belong The child is gone Honey help me out of this mess I'm a stranger to myself But don't reach for me, I'm too far away I don't wanna talk 'cuz there's nothing left to say So my Darling, give me your absence tonight Take all of your sympathy and leave it outside 'Cuz there's no kind of loving that can make this all right I'm trying to find a place I belong And I suddenly feel like a different person From the roots of my soul come a gentle coercion And I ran my hand over a strange inversion As the darkness turns into the dawn The child is gone , The child is gone |
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from Fiona Apple - Tidal (1996)
I lie in an early bed, thinking late thoughts Waiting for the black to replace my blue I do not struggle in your web because it was my aim to get caught But daddy longlegs, I feel that I'm finally growing weary Of waiting to be consumed by you Give me the first taste, let it begin heaven cannot wait Forever Darling, just stat the chase - I'll let you win but you must Make the endeavor Oh, your love give me a heart contusion Adagio breezes fill my skin with sudden red Your hungry flirt borders intrusion I'm building memories on things we have not said Full is not heavy as empty, not nearly my love, not nearly my love, not nearly Give me the first taste, let it begin heaven cannot wait Forever Darling, just stat the chase - I'll let you win but you must Make the endeavor |
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from Fiona Apple - When The Pawn... (1999)
I wouldn’t know what to do with another chance
If you gave it to me I couldn’t take the embrace of a real romance It’d race right through me I’m much better off the way things are Much much better off, better by far, by far I wouldn’t know what to say to a gentle voice It’d roll right past me And if you chalk it up you’ll see I don’t really have a choice So don’t even ask me I’m much better off, the way things are Much much better off, better by far So keep on calling me names, keep on, keep on And I’ll keep kicking the crap till it’s gone If you keep on killing, you could get me to settle And as soon as I settle, I bet I’ll be Able to move on How can I fight, when we’re on the same side How can I fight beside you So keep on calling me names, keep on, keep on And I’ll keep kicking the crap till it’s gone If you keep on killing, you could get me to settle And as soon as I settle, I bet I’ll be Able to move on So keep on calling me names, keep on, keep on And I’ll keep kicking the crap till it’s gone If you keep on killing, you could get me to settle And as soon as I settle, I bet I’ll be Able to move on |
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from Fiona Apple - When The Pawn... (1999)
Here’s another speech you wish I’d swallow
Another cue for you to fold your ears Another train of thought too hard to follow Chugging along to the song that belongs to the shifting of gears Please forgive me for my distance The pain is evident in my existence Please forgive for my distance The shame is manifest in my resistance To your love, to your love, to your love I would’ve warned you, but really, what’s the point? Caution could but rarely ever helps Don’t be down when my demeanor tends to disappoint It’s hard enough even trying to be civil to myself Please forgive me for my distance The pain is evident in my existence Please forgive for my distance The shame is manifest in my resistance To your love, to your love, to your love My derring-do allows me to dance the rigadoon Around you But by the time I’m close to you, I lose My desideratum and now you, so Now you have it, so tell baby me what’s the word? Am I your gal, or should I get out of town? I just need to be reassured Do you just deal it out, or can you deal with What I lay down? Please forgive me, for my distance The pain is evident in my existence Please forgive me for my distance The shame is manifest in my resistance To your love, to your love, to your love |
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from Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (2005)
Those boon times went bust
My feet of clay they dried to dust The red isnt the red we painted Its just rust And the signature thing That used to bring a following I have troble now Even remembering So why did I kiss him so hard Late last friday night And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either sick in the head I need to be bled dry to quit Or I just really used to love him I sure hope thats it I knew that to keep in touch Would do me deep in dutch Cuz it isnt the rush of remembering Its just mush And the signature thing Is only growing harrowing I should have no trouble now To keep from followinig So why did I kiss him so hard Late last friday night And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either sick in the head I need to be bled dry to quit Or I just really used to love him I sure hope thats it Those boon times went bust My feet of clay they dried to dust The red isnt the red we painted Its just rust And the signature thing That used to bring a following I have troble now Even remembering So why did I kiss him so hard Late last friday night And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either sick in the head I need to be bled dry to quit Or I just really used to love him Or I just really used to love him Or I just really used to love him I sure hope thats it |
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from Fiona Apple - The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than The Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do (2012) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (2005)
If you don't have a song
To sing you're okay You know how to get along Humming Hmmm If you don't have a date Celebrate Go out and sit on the lawn And do nothing 'Cause it's just what you must do Nobody does it anymore No I don't believe in the wasting of time, But I don't believe that I'm wasting mine - 간 주 중- If you don't have a point to make Don't sweat it You'll make a sharp one being so kind And I'd sure appreciate it Everyone else's goal's to get big headed Why should I follow that beat being that I'm Better than fine |
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from Fiona Apple - The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than The Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do (2012) | |||||
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from Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (2005)
I was staring out the window
The whole time he was talking to me It was a filthy pane of glass I couldn't get a clear view And as he went on and on It wasn't the outside world I could see Just the filthy pane that I was looking through So I had to break the window It just had to be Better that I break the window Than him or her or me I was never focused on just one thing My eyes got fixed when my mind got soft It may looked like I'm concentrated on a very clear view But I'm as good as asleep I bet you didn't know It takes a lot of it away if you do I had to break the window It just had to be Better that I break the window Than him or her or me I had to break the window It just had to be Better that I break the window Then forget what I had to say Or miss what I should see Because the fact in fact Whatever's in front of me is covering my view So I can't see what I'm seeing in fact I only see what I'm looking through So again I've done the right thing I was never worried about that The answer's always been in clear view But even when the window's clean I still can't see for the fact That when it's clean it's so clear I can't tell what I'm looking through So I had to break the window It just had to be was in ma way Better that I break the window Than him or her or me I had to break the window It just had to be it was in my way Better that I break the window Or miss what I should see I break the window It just had to be it was in my way Better that I break the window Then forget what I had to say Or miss what I should see oh break my heaet a mean It's special real mail |
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from Sara Watkins - Sun Midnight Sun (2012) |