i let the beast in too soon, i dont know how to live
without my hand on his throat; i fight him always & still
o darling, its so sweet, you think you know how crazy
how crazy i am
you say you dont spook easy, you wont 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 dont 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 its a gift
and you give me some more of your drugs
yeah, i'll be your pet, if you just tell me its 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 its 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
12.12.2007
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i'm having a little fiona apple fetish right now. and wishing i wrote every song on this album.
i love your fiona apple fetishes. i love it when you sing along. :)
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